S H A D O W   C U L T U R E


Time eroded your voice from my ears
The voice I'd hoped to hear for many more years..
Darkness's veil clouded me from your gaze
In confusion I stood for days.
My mind trapped in a conscious maze..
The lingering melancholy of what was once joy is no more
It left me in the month of four.
My Parabatai
Gone...
A long battle fought but the enemy
Won...
Do not let me suffer my fathers fate
For I want to be an old man at heavens gate.
I fear my prayers may be to late
So in the shadows I shall wait.

~ p.w