do angels exist death didn’t knock it stormed in claiming souls some ready others not sending some to hell others places unknown do angels exist those that survived some laughed others cried out why now why them why not me do angels
wishing only a moment more groggy in the tween of sleep and wake haze slowly lifts while dreams drift revisiting scenes peaceful places now confused distorted illusions of reality not ready to leave this state wishing moments more wishing the outcome the finish never revealed as
waiting i’m calling you i’m calling you out here in the cold i’m calling your name send a sign that i don’t call in vain let me know my voice is heard my heart is breaking my soul is aching
make your future moments of a life pasted together photos papers thoughts and dreams some reality some a reach some never attained series of people who came went a few stayed loved them much the same friendship may wane but never die asked the
yesterday fades timbers and beams creak while old bones ache memories revisited upon each morning’s wake histories of happiness out last those of pain as the paint of yesterday fades a life of dreams were birthed in the barn yet
