Dreaming Of Despair
I pray hard on bloody knees,
Crying in the vale of leafless dead trees,
The dying sun losing its light ;
Darkness removing my sight!
I feel the fear rise in me,
reach out to clear the floor of leaves
i wonder what the writing could be
but with the blood and leaves i cant see,
A glow in the horizon suggests looming doom,
Seems it would be here quite soon;
I turn and run through the path,
eyes in the forest full of wrath;
my foot gets caught on a twine
and i fall into a swoon;
and suddenly i wake up in my room,
Dark outside, the stalking doom i cant see
But i know it still comes for me one day!
I pray hard on bloody knees,
Crying in the vale of leafless dead trees,
The dying sun losing its light ;
Darkness removing my sight!
I feel the fear rise in me,
reach out to clear the floor of leaves
i wonder what the writing could be
but with the blood and leaves i cant see,
A glow in the horizon suggests looming doom,
Seems it would be here quite soon;
I turn and run through the path,
eyes in the forest full of wrath;
my foot gets caught on a twine
and i fall into a swoon;
and suddenly i wake up in my room,
Dark outside, the stalking doom i cant see
But i know it still comes for me one day!
Labels: Dreaming Of Despair

3 Comments:
Like the stalking doom bit. Nice imagery.
Do something nice!! There's too much doom stuff around these days.
for mee!!
'forever sthupitly.
will do!
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