At the end of my ropes
and no where to turn
the moon has sank to earth
and the stars are starting to burn
I pray to remember my hopes
and for my dreams to return
I’ve driven my nails deep
into the flesh of the unknown
the knight seekers have drawn near
and the night seekers are gone
into the eve to reap
the souls of the burned
Addiction continues to draw
me closer into her womb
I feen for her taste
the shadows loom
what once used to be a lovely fawn
is now but a mere fume
it calls for me, the ringing noise
and the tunes for which they sing
are all but a lovely sound
and the notes, to my memory, they cling
played with such poise
the tunes are a horrid thing
chills spread my chest
as my breathing becomes deep
though heat is across the room
the chills continue to creep
across my spine the chills, those pests
across my veins they sweep
the unknown can be such a vivid thought
and the creatures for which they loom
the chills continue to grow
for they hum that fearful tune
into my ears and through my heart
the night has ended too soon.
for this is I, and no one else
can live through such a bear
my sanity threatens to leave my soul
and leave my body in despair
but I and me, are chosen to see
the wickedness of the unfair.
