Monday, September 21, 2009


Lying alone in a cesspool of despair
He searches for a ray of hope
A lone straw to cling on to
But all he finds is regret
And the icy claw of solitude
There are no seasons here in the abyss
No springtime ewes, nor a summer breeze
But forever a frigid winter
Black as the void within
An eternal silence envelops him
Broken only by the faint murmur of his heart
It grows fainter and fainter still
As he sinks deeper into the mire
But lo! Now the nightmare ends; his eyes reveal
The red glow of dawn


At September 23, 2009 at 3:32 PM, Anonymous SDS said...

what about the other DON?

At November 25, 2009 at 1:52 AM, Anonymous Loved Ever said...

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