Darkness The ember slowing dying of a passion that’s not your own, Of a quest given to you though the reason never shown. To help those suffering and make those blinded see, Of the monstrosities that happen called modern day society. Wandering through said darkness and hearing all the screams, Of people who want nothing more than to outlive their own desires and shattered dreams. Showing an example to those who have done wrong, Trying to find your place somewhere you feel you don’t belong. Those screaming out hate and those screaming out with love, Walking through your own hell trying to feel beloved. Changing the lives of many and trying to make the blind see, Following out not your own dreams, but trialling your own destiny. Wandering through the depths of darkness looking for those who seek, Happiness beyond belief and showing that the world is not so bleak. A passion that was once burning of a dying flame, Waking and realizing that changes of difference and the darkness to blame. To feel everything, physical and emotional pain, To those souls lost and in the darkness which to blame. The fires of dying embers within my very soul, I weep and I see beauty where only ugliness is said to behold. On a path of a lonely journey where it falls on deafened ears, Trying to speak out and cry to those who face their darkest fears. Dante spoke of his journey that took him through levels of hell, Poe wrote about sufferings and darkness within stories he did tell. Trying to make sense of everything in this time that’s happening and in the darkest light, Facing evil as it is and fighting it in its darkest fight. Every day to see suffering and of those who did no wrong, On this lonely journey of life I am just trying to find if it’s in this time I belong. Matt Virgin
Posted on: Sun, 21 Dec 2014 20:55:24 +0000
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