About being lost to darkness, and what it does to do


The Entity of Sorrow

As my eyes conjures the darkness, I travel to the cold depths of hell. I stand all alone on an icy field... there is nothing. my hair covering my eyes, my body... tired. my heart... beats slowly, the butterflies in my stomach are dead. My tears...everything goes... blurry. The sky grows darker and darker. I am...lost
I am lost in you, and as i fumble in the darkness, i find light in what hope
whispers from your heart
and I return, with scars of old, but pale of shadows, awaits my throne
to call upon, as the morning frost, to rule for what nemesis in reliqium
brings. I have...returned, and my tears crystalize in the glaze of the morning silence




Poetry by Arkus
Read 894 times
Written on 2006-03-21 at 14:49

Tags Darkness  Hope  Journey 

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