I Am

I am the thorn on the beautiful rose
Filling your heart with pain unknown
I am the shadow on the moon at night
Filling your dreams to the brim with fright
I am the tuneless song of the bird
Filling your mind with a musical spur
I am the deadly crash of waves
Filling your lungs with no chance of save
I am the quiet before the storm
Filling your thoughts with a dangerous calm
I am the candle, both ends burning
Filling your soul with a hopeless yearning
I am the bleakness of this world
Filling your hope with a lie unfurled