Dark Poetry of the soul
With a golden glow
Igniting the beastly corners
Of the Basement
To find a replacement
Without a statement
I state the case
To liberate, the light
I fight, to surrender
Contemplating the defender
To go beneath
The heat, I burn
To be forced out
Into the underground river
I shiver, thoughts of feeling
No more breathing
To be emerged
I’m the one that runs first
Towards an earthly connection
Lost behind a mirror reflection
A shadow deception
Rising hills of sand
To stand strong
An illusion of delusion
Evoking mad confusion
An upside down solution
To feel and breathe through
The waters that run deep
To be
Emerged standing strong beneath
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