A dark poem --------------------------------------------
The light shimmers Against the ruins I called house Where creatures of the dark dines with me Haunted by wailing voice And hope, death could kiss me on the forehead
Skulls and bones lays Pile upon piles, forming my bed The well of my tears long dried up Howls causes me to tremble Death, why won't you come
Tied down with thorny ropes With live fire coursing through my vein Days upon days, grief on grief The moon hung loosely in the sky Darkness envelope the terrain
My eyes felt sore looking, Watching the drowning sun Threatening to shoot out of its threshold Azure sky turns to flake And sprinkles the land with drought