• crypticscribbles 10w

    She had her eyes filled with precious little pearls
    Every drop measured and savoured.
    The sound of shattering dreams is deafening
    In the moment you cant listen to the world
    Thats when you start listening to yourself.
    Dreams are never lost
    They just hide under the shadow of grief
    Waiting to be found again
    Clear the mist
    And dare to see
    Everything you need is there
    To be