We walk in darkness, shadows deep, Misunderstood, yet still we keep Reaching out from heart’s cold well, But hope will fade before they tell. Unseen, our truth around us falls, Like water behind fragile walls, Rejection swells, the dam may crack, Humiliation pushing back. Within the flood we find our strength, Hold back the storm - throughout the length And breadth of day, we hold on tight - And then survive the endless night. Long days we walk in shadows still, Our hearts, though heavy, find their will.
"eternal yearnings through the turning years" from both gift and giver https://youtu.be/A0pFa_-8sfY?si=e3Kek0aS31yOFzCF
Pacing in the Cold winds of dawn, Wet grasses clutch my ankles like Macabre fingers— A thousand scrawny ghouls clawing their way From the putrid depths of The Dreaming. Water soaks my sneakers, my toes Squish disturbingly, as though I tread Through fields of spilt intestines, Bodily fluids oozing through The canvas. Above, the full moon shines, Silent. Silver light spilling over the earth, Sparkling, dancing Merrily, in the cold Winds of dawn.
We walk in darkness, shadows deep, Misunderstood, yet still we keep Reaching out from heart’s cold well, But hope will fade before they tell. Unseen, our truth around us falls, Like water behind fragile walls, Rejection swells, the dam may crack, Humiliation pushing back. Within the flood we find our strength, Hold back the storm - throughout the length And breadth of day, we hold on tight - And then survive the endless night. Long days we walk in shadows still, Our hearts, though heavy, find their will.