A
Night of Shadows
Shadows
are broken of stone.
Darkness
falls; I dwell inside.
Nothing
can be broken, not even
Myself. Destiny is within.
Everything
is bitter with age.
Friendships
wan; new people come in,
And
pick you up from where you were.
Trustworthy
people collide in each other’s
Hearts
and arms; shadows sing of us.
A
nightingale sings its love to the moon,
Trust
is not broken. How I long to hold
The
moon in my arms, when time is still
And
becomes over and done,
Journeys
are begotten and fade to gray;
And
night stands tall.
I
wish to break myself of this tide;
The
heart is lonely and wants to speak of
Reason,
the night comes and nothing is
Moved. Hell is moved. There are plenty of
Us
that do not wish to live in Hell,
And
we try to be good citizens but we are afraid;
And
the abusers stand tall and seek resolution;
But
outside of the universe the night wakens
And
a lunar eclipse emerges,
A
blue moon forms.
Light
awakens.
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