Silence is eminent in locked places,
Yet is bound in places of peace.
If no silence can be found in the world,
Why are there locked doors at our feet?
Hope
You are gone,
I am sad
Days go by
Cold, gray, and black.
Yet I live on
That was what you wanted
Bet I never will forget
Those black wings haunted.
But so I still hope
That one day
I will see you again
In a land faraway.