The Passing of the Shadow
Words scratched across a yellowed page
Dimming light glints off the wet ink
I right my last words in vigilance
With an explanation to circumstance
I have stayed as others left
Have found my life desolate and bereft
No longer do I haunt and lurk
I have passed through shadow
Passed through dark
I have found the early dawn
To pass me by
To shine on these tears
I will wait for reckoning
Through all my fears
To the question carried through eternal night
Why, why love when you can fight?
Why struggle for what may not be right?
Sink, steal back into that night
Copyright © Misty Hunter | Year Posted 2009
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