Betoken
Posted on 27. May, 2006 by Barry Hurd in Coffee - Volume One, Inquisitive, Loss, Mystery, Spiritual
Subtle betoken
 My veil has dropped
   Was this dark life so dim
     Feeling this ice within my veins
       This darkness resides my brethren
Windows tinted with malicious spirits inside
 Can you hear these noises
   Feigning voices this screaming resides
     My own depth wanting so shallow
       This pain suggest I die
When dim thoughts harrow my mind
 My dismay becomes my harrow
   Nightly I wonder why
     Encompassing vision I do not find
       Emotion hinting no ease
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Will this darkness fade from me
Within shadows I must see