Alone and Me

Alone and me The sounds inside me could never turn to words. Any chance to unveil went the other way. Bona fide in time or places are the moments i never woke to. It's the land i should've gone to. Only where the calling cry, are my moments defined. Overcounted blessings, grace on the edge. Hope inconsequence see to security in tommorow, my only security.Life's living inside me, I sometimes make the call. When they hear they go away, but with the sound in mind. Once again we remain, standing, in perfect understanding. Alone and Me