Washed in black
I know my path
The truth lies
Beyond the gate
Sorrow weeps
Whilst we all sleep
Double back
And see just that
Woe be gone
Just like the fawn
Laying down
Spreading red
Archers pull
The bows are taught
And at the ready
To rain the flame
The linen flaps
In the wind
When the city dies
And the hunger's fed
I know my power
And my strength
As I seep out
From my bones
To the light
I speak the night
It fills with fright
And kills my sight
It goes black
Hush brightens my ears
Dark quiets my eyes
Feeling dulls my limbs
Exertion pierces my mind
Lost in a maze,
I am
A maze inside.
Breach a sinister monster
Break the frozen line
Bathe in the fallen voices
Beseech of me "What was mine?"
And to ash, I fall.
YOU ARE READING
In the Garden Primeval, where I'll pray for you.
PoesíaI have a plan for you You'll deal with it all And with the weight of the world on your shoulders you'll face a fall People won't catch you Many times But I'll pray for you They'll come in time
