Darkness

by what living does   Feb 21, 2011


Darkness is the ever end,

No Light is left in me to lend,

My heart be gripped in eternal winter ice,

To keep contained a dreadful vice.

In times long past I was with light,

Until those dark and dreary nights,

Locked within a heart gone foul,

I hid beneath a frightful cowl.

The Darkness seeped within my soul,

Repulsed at first but I paid the toll,

The Light did flee my fearful form,

And the beast into which I have transformed.

No emotions light my cold and dying eyes,

And I no longer fear the monsters cries,

He and I are one at last,

No one a final merciful line to cast.

They may never sense my passing,

Those I wished to call my friends,

I shall surely fade to shadows,

Where I truly do belong.

Memories will dull and fade,

My heart rent as if by blade,

Darkness creeps and all is stark,

What creature awaits me in the dark?

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