A whisper
Calling a name
Not mine
Or perhaps
It is
A life
I long
To find
Or missed
By picking the wrong path
It’s so faint
And gnawing
But not worth stopping for
Yet
Paper Moments & Broken Lines
A whisper
Calling a name
Not mine
Or perhaps
It is
A life
I long
To find
Or missed
By picking the wrong path
It’s so faint
And gnawing
But not worth stopping for
Yet
You have caught that wistfulness and sorrow of a moment lost in time beautifully.