Saturday, 19 January 2013

Cup of Storms

In a land of darkness
And distant screams,
I stand alone.

Surreality surrounds me
As clouds form within my mind,
Bringing darkened images
To sleepy eyes.

Shadows form
Within my dreams,
Whispering silence
Into my soul.
Taunting me,
Teasing me,
As slowly they dance
Upon blackened hearts.

The night draws ever closer,
Yet, try as I might,
I cannot run.

I stand alone
Beneath the moon
As blackened images
Fill my mind.

Thunder rages
Through the night,
Filling my heart
With blackened dreams,
As slowly,
I drink,
From my cup of storms,
Knowing that life
Must go on.

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