Darkness is all I see, that darkness within me
It is as if the casket that was kept sealed for years,
Is now wide open
that was once covered with the roses of gold and bineweeds that held those edges
bearing all that's dark in me
Have now dried up from the fire that burns
But only to create fumes and not glow
Now all I can see are the dead black roses and burnt weeds,
And that lifeless silence of my insensate soul.
Screaming the tale of the pain untold
Calling into those flashbacks of my past,
The days of gold glowing to last.

~ika

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