Night Fighting
whim-some hues of scarlet light
breeding madness in the night
fearful fighting for the light
for evil has the greater bite
what's gold today, is dust tomorrow.
much inside, no room for sorrow
so things fade from black to white
release the ropes
embrace the light
breeding madness in the night
fearful fighting for the light
for evil has the greater bite
what's gold today, is dust tomorrow.
much inside, no room for sorrow
so things fade from black to white
release the ropes
embrace the light
posted by Judge of the Whetten's at 10:25 AM
2 Comments:
i want to embrace the light stronger.
How goes life in New Mexico? The reports from Emo are always positive. Your poem seems to illustrate the battles I've gone through in life. I wonder if you have gone through the same.
Post a Comment
<< Home