No matter how far you run, No matter how deep you go. You can't hide from the dark, You can't hide from the snow. One day our past will haunt you, One day you will feel the sorrow. I'll wait for the morning bliss, I'll wait for the winds to blow. Whispers of the loneliness, Shouting of the silences. Will not be able to find me, Will not be able to behold... ©sidrahmed #moonlight #life #love #midnightthoughts #poeticthoughts #writersnetwork #writersofnojoto #poem
