Forever or the End
Sunday, June 22nd, 2008By: Chelsea Fryer
Well it’s whispered among some
Friends and Enemies
If the new world is to come
Then the old one must end
But we all held our tongue
And in our fear we wait
Afraid of those we confront
Until joined with our fate
There’s a mystery still there
Unsolved for two thousand years
But some don’t understand
Rather die than cursed with life
In the sands of time we move till the end
There’s a feeling I get
When I hear a sound
Of doubt in belief
Till I come around
But in that moment
I question my faith
That frightening second
Where I fear my fate