Silence

Random thoughts

So, it's going to happen,
whether you like it or not.

The silence of comfort is fleetly fading,
There goes the noise, of footsteps nearing,
The wind seemed dry, you began to be breathless,
As the shadows walk out that door of mess.

Like a summon, it echoes until it's done.
Testing you in fire, rattles you in havoc.
Though I mostly hide, today I ran,
To move farther away - never to go back.