Far Too Young

Far Too Young Dark shadows drift across my mind,Like saints and sinners marching blind.As thoughts of painful past invade,Memories of tomorrow fade. Watch the credits roll to the end,Far too young to bury a friend.The rope unravels, thin and frayed;Memories of tomorrow fade. Shards of sunlight pierce through the heart,Forcing dense strands of grief apart.DeniedContinue reading “Far Too Young”