• theghostjasper 6w

    The wind grows calming by the passing time,
    Universe keeps whispering from day to night,

    Every day and every night; i sprout a hope,
    Every once in a while i let go of control,

    I look at the stars and hum in plight,
    I breathe and smile to beam the inner light,
    But do i look back to regret for might ?
    Yes, that too; i do sometimes,

    I do wonder why i cried all night ?
    When all i needed was my peace of mind,
    But now i know i was always fine.
    All i ever needed was the love of mine.