Darkness Within Time
Darkness Within Time
Many a man thinks of many constitutions
That he wants only a simple reason
To which he can make any restitutions
In any circumstance to surpass in every season.
Having known full throttle he’d think of wanting to drink
Among in his thoughts, so he wonders if only one could finish
off without sync
His head may become like a pounding endless hammer
He then reaches for another for he need not even wonder.
Fool said I, he’s only hiding his weariness of pain
How can he relinquish her face outside of his mind?
How can he not see how the drink is only his endless piece of grain?
Of sanity smallest excrement to the guileless of impurities well kind.
He then now walks as in the darkness of time
His soul has been fighting an endless game that he doesn’t know
That he has been walking in a darkened lot where there’s minimal crime
He’ll then fly on home where in the distance there as he must go.
Written: 2/3/15
Yvonne De Carlosa
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