The Dark Cloud
The Dark Cloud that follows me like a shadow so tranquil but yet so close it shows and enlightens my flaws as i am
it kneads my heart as I am my own worst enemy the perfect storm awaits the pages that haven’t been published
the life i bear is my burden alone if my story ends ripped in half I would be the victim of the reapers sanctuary
my last breath, my last will, my last word would it matter to the living or decrepit skin and bones six feet deep they rest in piece in hollow holes hollow souls the dark cloud follows the leader until the very end of ones demise
(2013)
Life isn't always about sunshine or roses sometimes it fades.
