Dense forests, dark nights
Willows weeping louder than before
Time is endless and exhausting
Each day a thousand dreams die
Each day lives broken
In continued discomfort
False hope scathes and deserts a once determined mind
A soul burning upon a pyre of those forgotten
Encased and imprisoned by a thinning shell
Alone glaring at a singular flame
Demons mocking eternity
Angels mocking existence
Light left darkness ashamed
Darkness overshadowed light triumphant
No rest for the sovereign
No rest for the wicked
Entitled to raise one more glass
Before the curtains close.
08-12-2014
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