Visions of the Light
Visions leave me; of this very night
As I drift off into the shallow light
Wither like a slowly fading rose
Where I am headed, nobody knows
It all started on a day
When my maiden went away
She walked out the door
And ever since, nothing more
She left me alone to weep
And fall into the abyssal deep
Depression invoked a sickness within
And slowly flickering derived my sin
My consciousness said no
But my heart said to let go
So I lashed and I cried
And once tomorrow, I died
So thereafter sought her face
And drifted toward the light
To search for her embrace
And visions leave me; of this night
Copyright © Matthan Atherton | Year Posted 2010
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