Writhing silently through the night,
In it's eyes, a pale green light,
Desperate for a taste of love,
Oblivious to the world above,
Upon the waste of ancient decay,
It crawls forgotten, lit by somber grey,
Nearly all emotion now obsolete,
Yet loneliness is bitter-sweet,
In the depths of the world, light forever will fade,
The corpse of a man in-which life has betrayed,
Writhing silently through the night,
Harbouring a visage of sickly delight...
Mar 3, 2014
Mar 3, 2014 at 9:41 PM UTC
Writhing silently through the night,
In it's eyes, a pale green light,
Desperate for a taste of love,
Oblivious to the world above,
Upon the waste of ancient decay,
It crawls forgotten, lit by somber grey,
Nearly all emotion now obsolete,
Yet loneliness is bitter-sweet,
In the depths of the world, light forever will fade,
The corpse of a man in-which life has betrayed,
Writhing silently through the night,
Harbouring a visage of sickly delight...
#BitterSweet
