Nikki Morielli Whisper Fear Shadows of misty gray,hidden ,tucked away. Tears colored ice blue ,weep what is true. Fearing what most prevails,sinking ship,all but destroyed main sail. Reflecting on what truly never was,spoken promises of eternal love. I lie in meadows of green, listening to far off thunder rumbling across the sky.
Shadows lengthen , feeling the last soft veils of sun disapear and die.
I have yet to embrace fate, yet I feel I have viewed my destiny through a stained glass pane. I see are masks of distortion, Words I hear taint my very soul and still my senses betray my instincts. Perhaps an illusion, perhaps reality. Confusion threatens my very being. Sanity plays the role of insanity.