8-17-2012 Below
Eery in every way.
Silence in the dark.
Haunted in the day
Yet a night so stark.
Broken fragments
Litter patches of dirt.
Past lives
Are left to pervert.
Remember the times
Of a past lost.
Broken rhymes
Written from exhaust.
Lies have been hidden
Beneath our smiles.
Troubles have been ridden
With blood so vile.
A silent word written
With a deathly style.
You had to leave
This broken land.
Yet I believe
You're stuck with the damned.
Don't even speak
No not a word.
What did you seek
A life so absurd?
Go and win your own fight
Before you start running with the light.
Copyright © Steven Mcmorrow | Year Posted 2012
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