softly spoken words of a new tomorrow

you wispered just a little

enough for me to want more

Screaming in my head

is just a quite gleam of hope

a tiny drop in the pool of dreams

waking into an abyss of deceptions

you created a want and a need

oblivious to me gasping for more

I hope for a glance

holding onto nothing with the illusion of something

praying is no use

Softly spoken words of a new tomorrow

I wisper just a little

you say no more.