Your Knight
With faded, severed notions
Darkened skies
I count the years that I closed my eyes
With fearful sensations
I open my mind
I see the monsters taking their time
With life overcast
I sense a storm
I let the screams come at me like swarms
With dreams of a shadow
I dream I’m real
I dream the sun can never make me feel
With visions of the daylight
Visions at night
I visualise a demon taking my sight
With mirrors all around me
I bury my mind
I stay away from others before they can find
My faded, severed notions
Reasons why
The blood red oceans and darkened skies
My dreams of a shadow
It’s not real
There is no sun and I could never feel
Darkness speaking through me
The sacrifice
I take my seat and gather the night
I take my throne and name my kingdom ‘your light’
Copyright © Ian Petch | Year Posted 2006
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