Underwater
Broken waves against the rocks,
Voices washed away.
Through the fire she must walk,
As she counts the days.
A foreign voice speaks through the night,
Whispers of the ways,
That she should stand or give up the fight.
Lessons she must learn.
The ship sails the open sea,
She wonders if she earns,
The right to change her life,
Or more sadness will it be?
Voices washed away.
Through the fire she must walk,
As she counts the days.
A foreign voice speaks through the night,
Whispers of the ways,
That she should stand or give up the fight.
Lessons she must learn.
The ship sails the open sea,
She wonders if she earns,
The right to change her life,
Or more sadness will it be?
♠ ♠ ♠
I guess I wrote this because I was thinking of him.I should have been paying attention in class (sugar of all, one of our dangerous ones) but I wasn't.
xxBambi