The Dark Is Rising
The End Is Near...
A black cat stands still.
In the alley late at night...
In my field of dead flowers,
Here I could lie for endless hours...
When my life ends,
It will be with a smile...
At the set of the sun,
As the light fades away...
My eyes get heavy
Losing the light...
The colors around her are vivid and refined,
But she can only see in black in white...
Everyday it is the same routine,
She puts on her mask to deceive the world...
{Almost pointless, I wrote it just... because.}
A cruel twist of Faith's can destroy a life...
She hears the distant grumbles of thunder,
Growing louder, getting more irate...
Sitting on a lifeless bench,
Prejudice, hate and jealousy have taken over...
A blossoming stain
Ever so red...