It seems that darkness has clouded my mind
It seems that I have no control over it
It seems that many can deny
The power that Darkness has
Is one that none can gain
I reach for the stars that twinkle
I reach for the bats leather wings
I've reached for all I've lost
Yet
I've gained nothing back
Its frustrating me.
I can't seem to get it right
I can't seem to get it back
I can't seem to convince myself
My lucks much better
Than that.
There is no proof that I see
There is no way for me to find.
I'm lost
Its true
I don't know what to do.
It seems that lifes receding
It seems that light resides
My mind is clouded
With such unnesisary thoughts
My darkness has gone
The stars twinkle no more
The bats have gone home
I'm lost
Its true
I don't know what to do.
Such as the mid summer stars shine brightly
As the moon be a mirror to our past
Of bitter ends, and beginnings so sly
A life well lived shan’t be gone at long last
A withering rose doth live again
Ever being a lonely rose to thee
Many a word of wisdom to have gained
Blissful thoughts of all that has to be freed
Of all bitter things and night mareish things
Is there any question of what these may mean?
As the roses and stars of summer sing
A pure escape from the suns glarish gleam
Even day cannot deny its pity
Of the nights gleam and truly pure city
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