Minds Darkness
All alone as the night creeps in. Minutes seem like hours
and hours seem like days. The ebony night grows darker
as moments pass. I huddle in the deep recesses of my
mind, nothing but the darkness for company, surrounding
me like a blanket, holding me close.
Darkness is here every night, comforting, caressing, covering
me head to toe, refusing to let go, listening to my deepest
All alone as the night creeps in. Minutes seem like hours
and hours seem like days. The ebony night grows darker
as moments pass. I huddle in the deep recesses of my
mind, nothing but the darkness for company, surrounding
me like a blanket, holding me close.
Darkness is here every night, comforting, caressing, covering
me head to toe, refusing to let go, listening to my deepest
thoughts without judgment or persecution.
Night deepens and I hear only the beat of my own heart.
All creatures have scurried home leaving me alone with thoughts
only of secrets kept. Death and decay of the raven night consumes all.
Strong hands enter the impenetrable recesses with vivid authority
gripping me tightly, gently ripping me from the shadows.
Night deepens and I hear only the beat of my own heart.
All creatures have scurried home leaving me alone with thoughts
only of secrets kept. Death and decay of the raven night consumes all.
Strong hands enter the impenetrable recesses with vivid authority
gripping me tightly, gently ripping me from the shadows.
MRW
12/28/2007
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