Room Of White

Smiles creasing lines of content 

Laughs leaving memories unsent

No wonder the passing moment 

Of continuing sound of loud 

Is never thought of for friends

 

                      Lonely hearts and left for dead

Singing praise in cold nights so grey

Fires warmth, camps for friends

Nothing left out in days of funny

Never wondered if caught in spiral

Falling down only in distant plains

                        Theres no comfort in lies said                

Joking on many missed  

Flashes not seen behind 

Lights leaving faces of pure 

Noise familier, unwanted for anyone

(it can't be true)

                          Laughing so as to not cry

Lives left at the line

Memories fading now

If only we knew how

To turn back time

(please no)

                           Dont tell there's no way; live

 

To a loved moment of living

Instead of waiting on false hopes

From good people gone bad  

To give life to one known

(too late)

                            No answer but tears continuingly wept

 

Sinking hearts, words left unsaid

You feel as though, it is you who is dead.

                             Why is what you spoke now

                             While sound of loud turns off.

                             Never another word is heard from

                             A passing love, a future postponed.

                             Staying asleep never was so wanted   

                             When they were here forever alive.

There was no way they should have died. 

Because reliving daydreams complete you.

But also breaks you apart. 

From others living, your a distant memory too.