Down the valley lush and green,
A beaming light can be seen.
When no one is watchin around,
She is been waitin calm and sound.
On that bench painted sky blue,
There for me I always knew.
With unstable eyes every moment,
Pretends to read the book clement.
I must run, I must go
Nothing can stop this flow.
Tie on my laces with a juvenile jump,
Putting up the lights breaking the numb.
Untied emotions huff and puff.
My god !! there is no one here…
Was that my nightmare old stuff??
There is an abrupt ambient darkness.
None to admit, none to confess.
And there is a ghoulish cry I heard,
Not an animal or a single bird..
Turned back with a pale cold face,
Back to the lonely killing days.
With a sad look from the pane,
Just a single glance again.
I know and I believe that..
When no one is watchin around.,
She will be waitin calm and sound,
Silent I wait with the mind spell bound.
