things are left unsaid 

the words that drift through a persons head 

the words that begin to spell out regret 

the night rises, the sun dies 

something begins to eat at you 

soft murmers begin to overtake you 

the flames take you under

the safe heaven once found in you is gone

they try to stop it

they try to control it 

they try to name it 

falling always feels like flying 

thunder booms,lighting runs through

after it all

after the fall

all resides 

and you rise