Maybe It Is Death

Darkening of the land of man Shadows pool into wells as gloom Solidify into the things best left unseen A thing from a different realm A different reality The coming Doom. A realm between what is known and unseen We are of this life We are in the weakening world The walkers in daylight Maybe its’s death But we are only one side of the coin We are of one world and our souls the other The only thing that keeps the worlds apart A thing unseen as thin as smoke An elusive as a shadow. Maybe its’s death Not much separates the two A heartbeat away A second reaction A Fatal attraction A crash, a drowning, pull of the trigger A moment in between one thing And the next a season of shadows or light everlasting. Maybe its’s death, maybe not What is the difference? The thin veil between realities A shifting between the seen and unseen In one moment we are talking to our love The next they are gone beyond where we can transverse maybe it is Death? Or a voyage we sea in deep dreams. Darkening of the land of man Shadows pool into wells as gloom Solidify into the things best left unseen A thing from a different realm A different reality A realm between what is known and unseen… The coming Doom.