A secret

by Alaskan Husky   Sep 3, 2013


Awaken this fortress in which i sleep!
Provide your light and beckon me!
Your voice may echo into the darkness
Straight into the oblivion in which i lay
Sleeping slumber
Satan's prey.
Be not afraid of the voices echoing back
But of the happiness i have always lacked
I Sat numbly and it passed me on by
Awaiting, it seems, the inevitable "cry"
My dungeon so haunted by uncertainty's shadow
Creates this fortress which only i can shatter

Black hole and my sanity is the star that died
I play russian roulette with whats left of mind

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  • 5 years ago

    by Everlasting

    Yeah, you know the title says “a secret” but if we disclosed a secret then the secret is no longer a secret,... so two years ago I wondered if the secret was still a secret or not? Makes sense??

  • 7 years ago

    by Everlasting

    A secret... I wonder if it's still a secret.

    Well written.

  • 9 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    A dark and brooding piece with a great flow and good imagery. Well done, I enjoyed this
    All the best,
    Ben

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