I look at the red sun setting, as night creeps slowly in,
Is this the final ending? Or is this where I begin?
On the brink the whole world teeters, a fall will lose it all,
But a leap to fly forever! And how the sky does call,
Eternity to shatter, and the day it will subside,
We are on the edge together, here where our fates collide,
One to stand in ruins, an illusion lost in the night,
One to jump in darkness, and turn a plummet into flight.
But the dawn that follows evening, remembers all to well,
The emptiness, the losses, a red sun to rise in Hell.

JHenry

I feel the water through my fingers,
I chase serenity and peace,
And what I wanted how it lingers,
A dream forgotten, doesn’t cease.
Though the catacombs were winding,
The water still came rushing in,
And the guideposts I was finding,
Hadn’t shown me how to swim,
Getting deeper, fear of drowning,
Emotions swirling in the dark,
Only seconds, downward counting,
In the wet there is no spark,
With the night sky up above me,
The forest air I thought I’d found,
A cavern’s ceiling, I blink to see,
And a past of tombs, all around,
Another turn, though convoluted,
I’m quite at home, here in the black,
Thunder roaring, lightning muted,
Twisting, bending, going back,
When the moon rose, light in darkness,
I break the surface, gasp the air,
And swim for shore, follow madness,
The land is burning in despair.

JHenry