Fairy-tale of Life

Black as Night,
Light as Day,
I tried so hard,
I tried in vain.

These tears of blood,
I cry so silently,
In and out,
Of all this reverie.

In and out of all this pain,
Here and there,
Now and then,
My dreams obscure my memories.

How can it be told?
Such a bold lie?
For all the tell-tale hearts,
Will eventually bleed and then Die.

That's alright,
From what I've been told,
Death is supposed to be sacred,
To have and to hold.

Forever and ever,
In the blackest of days,
It's ever-present,
Darkness' unending ways.

Peace exists where you would least expect it to. Truth exists how you would least expect it to. Eternity rests when you would least expect it to.

8/22/06