Daniel

The storm

As I sit still and close my eyes
And free myself from the storm
I hear the voices that were silent to me
The ones that went unnoticed and ignored

They are memories of simpler days
Pictures of faces long since gone
They are the words they spoke to me
When life got hard and I was lost

They are memories of my youth
And of the games that I once played
Of the  hopes and the innocence
That over time did fade

They are the memories of newer times
And of the loved ones in my life
That have guided me and gave me strength
When I felt that I had lost all fight

But as the voices fade unto a whisper 
And though the moment was short lived
It gives me the strength to fight once more
Because the storm can never win