Confessions of a silent heart
linger between sleep and wake
Almost compelled to speak
but too afraid to bleed
Under the guise of night
do bold dreams exist
By daybreak they fade
to a thin hazy mist
c.b. 2011
Confessions of a silent heart
linger between sleep and wake
Almost compelled to speak
but too afraid to bleed
Under the guise of night
do bold dreams exist
By daybreak they fade
to a thin hazy mist
c.b. 2011
C.B. Wentworth 