Softly

A small poem I wrote using alliteration.

A solitary sanctuary the sanctum of the mind,



Where dreams are drawn to dance but never meant to die



Where shadows spiral downwards and softly sing of a past mistake



Where a frequency is heard, all the feelings not felt, but faked.



Where the mass of a million memories mourn for those long past



where the ghosts of nightmare haunt your thoughts but never seem to last