Thursday, June 30, 2011


Something tells me, we are lost
No ground to cover, no bridge to cross
The end was reached, the light shines down
But still this life can not be found

Empty hands…no tears to cry
Is this what it feels like to die?
Drifting on a motionless cloud
Where screaming silence cries aloud

Can I be reached from where I am?
Friends have told me that I can
My spirit keeps an open ear
In time of need for those held near

I may be gone and to you I’m lost
But my life has paid the ultimate cost
Now wipe that tear and please don’t frown
In your heart…I can be found

Copyright (C) Angel Campbell

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