This lonely pen
Writeth lonesome word's
I see the end
Of everything on shore
Yet the luminescence tis coming
Wherein one shalt stand by mine side
No two to be next to me
Just one glorified,
I do not need other's
To come in between
Mine heart grips, rips
Shackles and screams
To the dead of the dusk
And the first of the day
Mine eyelids shut
This brawn glimmer doth fade
I'm ready for new
Not the same old same
I've passed through
The conduit's of shame
I've been lashed
Thrashed to mine core
Shadow's follow
Me upon distant plore
I rattle mine Scriptures
To the newbies whom come
I giveth sight
To the deaf, blind, and dumb
With them I run
Wherein the rainbow's art seen
I live for today
In an ablaze of rings....

©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Brandon nagley