Ghosts and Angels
July 10, 2007, 05:37 PM
In the bitter sweetness of the night,
In the space between the darkness and the light.
Haunted thoughts and broken feelings,
Brand new promises, quiet healings.
Silhouettes rushing through the room,
Songs of silence, voice of doom.
What a peaceful night for some,
But will morning ever come?
Ghosts will chase me,
Angels will save me,
And through lullabies they swim,
In the threshold of a dream.





