purged-soul whispered-sin

Black

A  glimmer of hope in the blink of an eye.

Eternally perplexing,

bane, on an empty mind.

Lonely, red is shifting -

hordes of emptiness follow me racking up the will to live

bystanders wiz past, but not in motion

streaming lights in acid vision warping space around me

waltzing through the dark fairground of life

 

A glimmer of hope in the blink of an eye

Flashbacks are always rotten

Pushing forward, and the past forgotten

Sunbathing in the moonlight rays

I dance in the Tomb of Nebamun

and fly through the valley of kings

Out of the dark, we come to the light,

and from the light, we shall return to the dark