Shadow's Peer

How pitiful is the anguished soul screams of untold force pricks of hell's arrows piercing life's thickness reins of steel cannot contain scenes in the dark heavily portrayed spiked with mind whispers stalking the heart heaving the spirit like retching mucus madness threatens to enter the realm of songs of murk melodious not the curtain rises - eyes disguise - life's truths garbed in the costume propriety affords we lend ourselves to obscurity content to be seen as we are not as actions proclaim our presentation soul weeps through it's own echo sprinting on earth's bosom stirrings of hope's promise willing it's core to soften