Floyd

The breath of a close friend. Awakens my soul in the hour of rest. Your good memories will live on. But I will stay with you and pray. The tiring years are gone. Every day. Dawn is a tremor. It rains all the time since you left. I sit here, away from the sun. With the thick rain covering my whole body. And slowly flooding my soul. And in my heart, a thick chill. But I don't see calmness inside the dark cloud. Just the shadow of long despair. Alone at night, with that familiar voice. And then... a sudden pause. A long pause, which slowly turns into hope. And hope ... turning into eerie silence. I wish to be your comforter.