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Dark shadows

July 7, 2017 - Reflections
Dark shadows

There are days I feel completely dissociated from the world,
These are the days when I see coffins drop from the sky,
Dead men screaming their ill fated and lost good byes
The day my skin turns pale
And the grim reaper, with the sadness in his eye sockets requests for a hug to feel okay
Then there is the gambler,
Always convincing you of a short cut to the after
But you know the devil with his knife,
Cuts your legs, curves your eyes out,
What path does the truth surely lies

And the constant demons who don’t believe in second chances,
Take a dive,
What worth is truly your life,
But I learned to close my ears and listened to the muse of a consoling souls,
The clarity of the whispers of the dead,
Enjoy this life,before your eyes finally see the end

These days of torment do not truly scare me the most,
For I’m accustomed to the voices and mumbles of the wind,
The noises of screaming hell that makes one sick,
I’m used to seeing the truth in one’s bleeding eyes,
The tears of darkness
And the lies that cut deep
But the moment it goes quiet and stiff,
I fear
For nothing good really comes from nothing bad happening
The single speck of happiness is always shattered by a grain of darkness
It’s the natural law of this world.

By Sleeky | Twitter | WordPress

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