Like a wave upon the golden grains
The pitch black night comes in
smashing all it looks upon
Engulfing everything
Once the colors lit the sky
like the sunrays lit my heart
now nothing can see an inch
its been torn well apart
What is left when all is black
But darkness all around
Demons crying in the distance
waiting to be found
Nothing can escape the darkness
black thick
I cant breathe
let the bleak screaming night
eat me from within
Then as the moon is crying
and starts to fade away
going to that long lost place
that it goes to everyday
My thoughts turn back to times
when kisses touched my face
Something in my dna
finds love again to embrace
I wonder what it is
the thing that kills the night
As simple as a women's touch
a soul to hold you tight ?
Then the darkness fades away
The light comes pouring in
not a single evil thought
within ones mind can swim
No moon that's left now crying
No deep dark howling night
For if you have a glimpse of hope
You will be alright .
About the Creator
Michael Boulatsakos
I am a earth alien that writes ,draws and struggles with all the same issues every other earth alien does .I write about my life and how my mental issues effect the way I see it .I have Bipolar2
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