FunkyFatal
Active member
Disappearing without a sound.
Fading into the dark night.
No one will hear your heart pound,
Or notice you in sight.
Nature sings your name,
Yet no one will hear.
When the searches end remains the same,
Loved ones may even shed a tear.
Crying from fear and forlorn,
You pray in hopes to be discovered.
Many may give up from forworn;
However, have faith your whereabouts may be uncovered.
If you’re meant to be found then it shall be.
You never know what the wind may blow.
Never lose faith in those that love thee.
For they will never let you go.
Fading into the dark night.
No one will hear your heart pound,
Or notice you in sight.
Nature sings your name,
Yet no one will hear.
When the searches end remains the same,
Loved ones may even shed a tear.
Crying from fear and forlorn,
You pray in hopes to be discovered.
Many may give up from forworn;
However, have faith your whereabouts may be uncovered.
If you’re meant to be found then it shall be.
You never know what the wind may blow.
Never lose faith in those that love thee.
For they will never let you go.
