lei fraser

Everyone has something
That keeps them
Awake at night
Somehow you have
To make peace
With yourself
I cannot tell you
When to stop caring or
When the nightmares
Will stop
A white carnation
To hide
To hide
The smell of death
Everyone has something
That keeps them awake at night
Everyone
~
Whisper to me
Like the wind
Instinct moon
Shine down
On my soul
Fill it with
Light and peace
~