A place where my creative waves grow and die. The notebooks i keep, although they aren't always accurate or regular, are recorded here. This is somewhere where i hope i can make it work...

Saturday, September 17, 2005

Death of Darkness

The darkness is slipping away
When I woke it was still there
I’m sitting here wishing it would stay
Secure in the world, I don’t have much say

In all matters green and good
All trials trivial and tumultuous
My place is lost by my own mood
Now I’m secure I lost where I once stood

The darkness has left me alone
I’m wishing I had kept it closer
Leaving me, I fell empty, the zone
I live in, disaster, I’ve become a crone

The youth I once had, the naivety,
The wholesome purity, life’s wonders
This innocence I’ve lost so long, my virginity
The world’s expectations, supreme authority

The suns’ rays slip, shining into my eyes
Burning the cobwebs of the days past
My head clears, and the months begin to fly
Time slides, darkness is gone, and I wonder why

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