Brenda's p.o.v
Dawn has crawled out of her secret hiding place,
but I am still trapped in this palace of ghosts and
echoes. After all this time, heaven will still not
heal itself. My eyes never seem to look pass
your empty chair and unworn attire. If I could,
I would retire to my deathbed early just in
order to be with you. As for right now,
you are stuck inside my mind. Your spirit
floats around me like the wind.
