Spirits and Darkness
I'm standing here and still On the verge of dying A second after another A step followed by another Grass, flowers, birds; signs of life Still, surround my darkest days Shadows cave in my mind Lurking behind my back, cloaked Skies, scenery, people Lay opaque, in the darkest abyss of my heart Friends; my conscious, inner voices, pen, and paper Conversations that can be made and sealed in secret Spirits, hear thy call! me the path, tis what my fate be next? Will I dance gracefully again, in the pure sun? Or Will I walk downstairs, where light is none? "Follow the stones to your graveHere, a day never becomes night, Your shattered happiness shall be appealed Frozen in time, never to return," A call home, where I belong Underneath all reality and breaking emotions Lay cold and stiff as I'm soon ready to sleep For years to come