I live and play so peacefully,
In days colour and the light.
Yet this time soon brought to end,
As the sun retires, along comes the night.
Prickly thoughts of ghosts and demons,
Dancing with delight.
Each breath brings them closer,
I beg, nay pray for flight.
I feel the cold touch of darkness,
My eyes sorely useless, ohh God the fright.
Yet I hear the chanting and squalor,
These monsters fool my sight.
Each second takes an hour to pass,
They play my mind, the sleight.
I feel myself falling down,
From ever such a height.
The fear overwhelms me,
I struggle with all my might.
Yet suddenly Sun, day breaks
I have endured and won the fight.
Jan 18, 2014
Jan 18, 2014 at 8:57 PM UTC
I live and play so peacefully,
In days colour and the light.
Yet this time soon brought to end,
As the sun retires, along comes the night.
Prickly thoughts of ghosts and demons,
Dancing with delight.
Each breath brings them closer,
I beg, nay pray for flight.
I feel the cold touch of darkness,
My eyes sorely useless, ohh God the fright.
Yet I hear the chanting and squalor,
These monsters fool my sight.
Each second takes an hour to pass,
They play my mind, the sleight.
I feel myself falling down,
From ever such a height.
The fear overwhelms me,
I struggle with all my might.
Yet suddenly Sun, day breaks
I have endured and won the fight.
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