Darkened Life
Sometimes everybody meets rough times in their life.

The oncoming shadows have dawn again,
Leaving a disappearance of sanity again,
All the shadows piece together
Killing me slowly inside.
I run
And run until I can’t run no more,
Then I raise my head
To see where I have
Come again.
But
To my sorrow I hath not move a less an inch,
Shadows now crowd me, mocking me
Alas I cry again wanting
To disappear.
And
Wake again into a shadowing sun,
To break out of a deathly glow
To shatter out of
A decaying
Absence.
Pump some blood into a better life,
To drain my sorrow of all life,
To be ended by a knife
All I wish is to
Escape from a
Darkened life.
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