Painfull Truths

BITTER SWEETNESS,
RUNNING OVER MY FACE
LEAVING FOOTPRINTS ON THEIR LONG AWAKEN JOURNEY.

I CAN HEAR
THE WIND RUNNING THROUGH THE TREES,
LEAVING A TRAIL OFF FALLEN DOWN LEAVES!

SO MUCH MORE HAS COME WITH THE SUN

BUT IN THE END WILL THIS BE, ONLY

WHISPERS OF PAINFUL TRUTHS