Fading Memories

This came across my thoughts on the bus home, and I began writing it down as fast as I could.

In the dark of day ,

not a single light in the sky,

look up and see

the ghost of memories,

silently creeping in the shadows,

castings spells of the past.

darkness overturns the light,

not a speck of light in sight...

Author's Note

I really miss my old school... Like so many other students, I have had to move countries and schools a lot and it got me thinking one day.

Reviews

[iamshadowine]

WOW! This is absolutely wonderful! i loved reading it so much! i can re-read it anytime :))
this is one of my favourites now!
great job!
"the ghost of memories,
silently creeping in the shadows,"

loved those lines to no extend!

keep writing :D