Warped dreams of past tortures trapped inside a cold fortress demons screaming in the night every shadow causing flight hopefully, I will find my armour tonight.
Torrential shadows sufficating the fiery lucency within my soul Enshrouded in darkness my heart does not know where to go Yet, the embers of life are still aglow stronger than a mountain beneath the endless stormy sky in the petrified forest surrounding the ruins of my soul.
feeling total calm beneath the moonlight it is then that I prepare to fight the rage that spreads throughout my soul to fight the sorrow that drowns my heart to fight the confusion that sears my mind and to find harmony again in kind.
Sins of the future past caught in the midst of that endless foreboding petrified forest shadows taunting the pasts haunting future living - misted vision on a road of fire.
Wolfwalker's Poetry
Posted - 06/27/2005 : 20:09:19
