Thoughts float free

When light is no more,

When silence and secrets of darkness take charge,

It is fast how dreams come by,

But then again the echoes in the night try to keep memories awake,

The scent of life is always fulfilling,

Whether in the highs and lows through phases of life,

Or when the person in one's self is drowning from inside,

A being always try to give or give a last fight,

But the fight is often unfair and never an easy fight.

Double_O Franklyne.