Darker in light in the night,
With the shadows,
They sit there and stare,
As I hang from the gallows,
Simple in life though the knife,
Held my fancy,
I was without dread as the red,
Drained beneath me,
I could not find my lost mind,
Had I had one,
So my feelings are cold to hold,
What I have done,
The secrets I keep while I sleep,
Lie unbroken,
And my final word never heard,
Be unspoken.
