Silence,
Thoughts only.
Words dissapear,
Lonliness creeps in
When there’s no one.
Or only one.
The one being Me
Standing aside
Distant
From any others
From the parts of my mind
Slowly betraying
The memories
Of oneness
But a oneness
Shared by two
Souls journeying
Into and out of
The darkness following
Every footstep
On the journey
One should stop
To press the roses
Amazement
And Wonder
At the ideas
Seemingly from nowhere
Into the darkness
Trying to brighten
The everlasting night
In solitude
The black is becoming
A little more grey.
Or is it the white?
That changes
When thoughts
And ideas mix
For one is not the other
Surely
Someone knowsSile...
Darkness falls and darkness will rise
darkness is the font of the boldest of lies.
It deadens the heard and it veils the eyes,
long after all of the lost goodbyes.Demons parade in others clothes,
for in the darkness no one will know.
But we all have our time to go,
and burning light the truth will showThe bonds that they make
Of metal that's baked
though hardened by lake
May still break.Pain is an object to be watched closely
Cherished by some but despised mostly
Doled out by others is the way it may be,
But never forget the rule of three.Lights will fade when darkness comes,
and into that place all would succumb
But for a light of purest ...
Darkness falls and darkness will rise
darkness is the font of the boldest of lies.
It deadens the heard and it veils the eyes,
long after all of the lost goodbyes.Demons parade in others clothes,
for in the darkness no one will know.
But we all have our time to go,
and burning light the truth will showThe bonds that they make
Of metal that's baked
though hardened by lake
May still break.Pain is an object to be watched closely
Cherished by some but despised mostly
Doled out by others is the way it may be,
But never forget the rule of three.Lights will fade when darkness comes,
and into that place all would succumb
But for a light of purest ...
Silence,
Thoughts only.
Words dissapear,
Lonliness creeps in
When there’s no one.
Or only one.
The one being Me
Standing aside
Distant
From any others
From the parts of my mind
Slowly betraying
The memories
Of oneness
But a oneness
Shared by two
Souls journeying
Into and out of
The darkness following
Every footstep
On the journey
One should stop
To press the roses
Amazement
And Wonder
At the ideas
Seemingly from nowhere
Into the darkness
Trying to brighten
The everlasting night
In solitude
The black is becoming
A little more grey.
Or is it the white?
That changes
When thoughts
And ideas mix
For one is not the other
Surely
Someone knowsSile...