When darkness falls.
I hear its melody.
The sound echoes in these walls.
Finally, clarity.
Struggles of the day.
I pay no mind.
For they have gone away.
Poof! All left behind.
Alas, my loneliness speaks.
Because quiet it cannot be.
The sourness of my self-critiques.
Gives way to a silent plea.
The wind tries to aid.
What my mind has conjured up.
Welcome to my masquerade,
Here’s your cup.
Take a seat.
The party’s just started.
Hear my heartbeat.
Sanity has parted.
This sea of darkness.
Whispers many restless thoughts.
No hums of calmness.
Just dance the darkness’s waltz.
- Author: silro ( Offline)
- Published: May 1st, 2024 21:04
- Category: Gothic
- Views: 3
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