The Death of All Things
The Death of All Things...
I fall victim to my own devices
Paid the price for self indulgence
I see the dark side of the shadow because the light isn’t on my side
I’ve been to the top of the mountain
Seen things far below that no man should see
Where angels fear to tread
The fading hope and loss of belief battle me
Complacency has become my only friend
I am void of feeling in this state of resignation
I’m facing fears and I’m surrounded by my own reflections
Demons I have never overcome
Return again to haunt me
I have seen, the death of all things
From the inside looking out,
From the outside looking in,
The death of all things, one final curtain call before the fall…
Copyright © Michael Domaracki | Year Posted 2013
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