The country a truly beautiful sight, but I only see what's beyond the surface
Like all things of beauty or things of ordinary existence there's always a chance of a darkness lingering within them
Unfortunately more often than not
Things of beauty conceal hidden distraught
An ordinary tree where a person breathed their last
Objects that hide a horrifying past
A creature of darkness that lurks among the tall grass
I can see it all as clear as glass.
I looked down towards the pond where light did not gleam
I see those who were lost, trapped in that murky green
I feel like everything is tainted like that pond and the alders
Is it wrong to long for the tranquil of clear waters
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The Gentleman In The Dark: Poetry Collection
PoetryStatus: Ongoing Collection of different poems I've written on death the dark sides in life