Dark Cloud

Covering my heart, The scab of sorrow, Holds back my emotions. To taste the satisfying drink, That quenches my thirst. To live my destiny. Opening my eyes, I peer, Miles away, Only to smell, The pugnant oils of death. Deciet has taken up room, In my dark, Gloomy chamber, Of dense despair. Closing, The heavy oak door, To my mind. Changing channels, To rainbows, daffidils, Looking toward the harizon. Taking flight, On eagles wings, Flying away, From the dark cloud, Filled with doom and dispair. Dark Cloud