Yo,
Hello, darkness, my old friend
I endured a tired sun
With my eyes
And now following your arrival
I feel an awakening
In dread
One that I've come accustomed to
Many darknesses;
Many friends
Have played their allure
On me
Reminding me of what I'm looking for
Because darkness hides
Everything
Even my dreams are darkness
No colors
So I can make up what they were
A blank canvas for me to paint
beautiful murals of memory
If only I was inclined to entertain
Dishonesty
But I remain for truth
That out of the darkness
Maybe I can unearth its beauty
For all to see
So they can see what I see
In me
In my friend
Darkness
TRick-e
http://www.thinkaloo.com
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
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