night time (a promised poem)
this darkness that engulfs us,
silently will we sleep
dancing on strings we cant yet see
twisting and turning on the tips of our feet
floating and passing this is our dream
sadly we follow
we follow every word
we follow every image, sent, sound
this night time we seek
this darkness we dream in
is nothing more than a shadow
nothing more than a image
nothing more than anything at all
this is what we look forward to.
this is what ends our light
and this night time
is what drives us insane
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.