Life of…
(11/5/2010)
Oh, how life is so bitter sweet,
Bitter – because of the pain inside,
Sweet – due to ways to hide
the thoughts I fearfully flee,
Stored down deep inside of me
Hoping and praying that we won't meet.
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Nights are dark,
days are long,
both leave their mark,
much like a song.
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The scars I bare
of places where
the darkness reigns
and all light feigns.
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My life not full of strife and yet
some would all but take a bet
on how my life is bound to end
and if my mind so far will bend.
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I reach the end yet unfulfilled
all my troubles and questions left un-stilled.
The end is near and as I fear
The Darkness is already here.