Into the darkness of midnight lies the fall of many righteous skies devoid of love and self-assurance where demons thrive through perseverance to consume innocence with haunting fears which overshadow their victims in despair for the hope of light burning internal dims as concern rules the fraternal hidden under the guise of dignified uncertainty to follow the footprints left by predecessors tormented by the visions of conquest over land, possessions, and prominence able only to behold the frailties of souls buried deep within shallow but hollow goals conjuring sinister thoughts to become undead to greet fate with a hideously gruesome end as they ***** the life out of reason and wisdom feasting upon the remains like laughing hyenas until the rise of daybreak only to scurry away and eagerly await another knight to lose his way.
Dedicated to fall of the โvirtuous selfโ in the spirit of E. A. Poe