Scampering on down the hall
like a dog whose found her bone...
Don't wish... Don't start
Wishing only wounds the heart...
Her face contorted to a glare,
an air of hate presided...
Bind his feet and hands real tight
make sure that hes secure...
In all my years, I've never seen
A sinking ship as bad as me...
A false sense of desperation,
Grasping for hope in the unknown...
While gazing cross the lake outside,
the moon was full and bright...
Slowly I let Midnight go
and backed away from him...
*** i wrote this after liberating many Iraqi...
Scourged and beaten under thumb...
You dont know who youre talking to
echoed off the walls...
In a bitter eeriness I lonely wander
over sharp thorns, I no longer ponder...
As in the scales of justice
darkness lost out to light...