Darkest Hour

A testimony of time Seizing gripping The soul Darkness shades Deep within Howling winds Looking into space Searching stars Hope she smiles White milky On the moon Teardrops fall Within pain colours drain A world in despair Looming in nightmares Upon the face Of doom One rose Begins to fade Losing colour Turning black Gloom her middle name Shrivels then dies A clock strikes Turning clicks Touching midnight The death bell Begins to toll Each strike Burns in pain When one fire dies Back to the embers Alone buried In ashes Lost in space Dull colourless agony With clouded feelings Turning forty shades of grey to black Emotion falls On this hour The earth Becomes dark