Daphne; (c) 030808; 0521pm

The bright sun sets.
The dim moon rose.
Not a soul stirred.
Not a sound was heard.

The stars twinkled lifelessly.
A silent serenade of loneliness heard.
The lake stood still.
An icy wind blew.

The fear of the heart grips you.
As you stand a few feet away.
The once happy you is now flooded with nothing to hold on.
Your reflection seem meaningless to the eye.

You trembled as the tears rolled.
The ripple stirred the river silently.
Your tears glittered like diminished sparkles in the dark.
I understand your thoughts,
Because we go through the same...

But, who else is there to stay?

As the melancholic night goes on...