The rain, the rain
those dark dreary nights
just sitting drinking coffee
by the flickering candle lights
the rain races
down the window
the fire burning down
left over embers a-glow
the rain leaves trails
in the frost
Keeping my eyes on these,
I get lost.
Its nearly midnight
and dark outside
but i have a light
so nothing can hide
the shadows are erie
and become more so
my eyes become weary
and my candle gets low
my light guides my steps
as i go up the stairs
its only one flight
so no need to be scared
The stairs creak and ache
as shadows are thrown
the stench of mildew
surely has grown.
Setting of snowy cabin in the woods. Not sure where im going with this. Feed back is appreciated and welcome as usual. The repetition in the beginning is supposed to be there, dont mention it.