Gone

Casted shadows,
Upon the day,
Turns to the withered,
Light of May,
In once days,
We were all in love,
Whispering our thoughts,
To the skies above,
Now things have changed,
No one knows why,
The dark stormy clouds,
Have taken over the sky,
Can we save ourself,
From the misery we share,
Or should we sit around the fire,
That glows with despair?