Summer begins to fade and winter starts to roll in the days become shorter and nights longer
The cold wind is felt through everyone’s bones as we walk our path in life through the stone cold
Some didn’t mind too much but others did the cold ate away at not just their bones but at their very souls
Many began to slowly die off while some survive or even thrived better than others
Their voices still ring even after their death but what still haunts me the most is that we all but forgotten them one by one as the months went on and their graves empty.
Inspired By The Song “The Only Ones Dead (Are Those Who Are Forgotten)” By Our Ceasing Voice.