Encompass The Fool

© Mariah Bartlemay 2006

Into the darkness we sweep
Nothing, no tears left to weep
Hearts on the floor, injured deep
Silently bad things will creep

Injured beyond recognition
Listening to the transition
Of the heart felt ambition
As the blood starts to glisten

Crimson running down the wall
As they all begin to fall
As they fail and then they crawl
They begin to realize that they're at fault

Things just don't happen as they're supposed to
In everything that we will do
Blood will glisten as it runs over you
And still the pain will encompass the fool