Lost to all, this vision, to blur
Loose all sense, as slowly I burn
Worthless a cause to those who pass by
Forging the path to the seekers eye
Watch as they take their turn.....
Through the pain, the flames, they will grow
Piece by piece, my sorrowful soul
Only my pyre will remain behind
A perfect gift from fates own design
Destiny takes its toll.....
Linger close, the agents of past
Demons grin, the fires they laugh
Torture and feign, the pain is no more
Ashes soon build, they swirl on the floor
My breath is gone at last.....
Here I remain, the fire gone
Soon the sight, will outshine the sound
Soon, my pyre, will reach out for me
To open up, and welcome with greed
My last testimony.....
Now the sun, awake once again
Shedding light, across my old friend
Not but a spark left over my grave
Dance in its flight, not long left to play
Silence begins the day.....
About the Creator
Cole Hinshaw
To start with, my collection comes from a darker time in my past. But writing and creating has always been one of my greatest passions in life. So I truly hope to connect with the world and those of like minds and souls.



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