Goodnight tree
That watches over me
Goodnight swing
That holds me above everything
Goodnight air
You helped when it was all too hard to bear
Maybe I'll wake to see another day
But maybe I won't,
I don't really get a say
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Whispers of the Wounded
Poesia//Poetry written by the pained// I keep thinking That if I keep whispering These terrible thoughts to this wind Maybe I'd see the meaning in something again //Cover by the amazing @anixkuh//
