Treasure Island

Danny The Dreamer Boyd


Darker Days


Darker Days I left behind,
And ran from as far as I could;
Darker Days, and I'm to find:
A lighter life; and be bright I should.

Darker Days chased after me,
Here and there, with winds of woe;
Darker Days don't want me be,
Me, or happy, and had me at hello.

Darker Days were filled with sin,
And all the beauty that one can crave;
Darker Days, oh! and I have been,
Rushing towards my growling grave.

Darker Days did steal my breath,
As if it was alas! lost and found;
Darker Days pursued my death,
In stealth and oh! it made no sound.

Darker Days, god damn! grew strong,
Each second, and I couldn't resist;
Darker Days, and all what's wrong,
Seemed right; then I was left to twist.

Darker Days did tempt me again,
And weak and lonesome, I said yes;
Darker Days deep down within,
My soul; and all was in the abyss.

Darker Days I tried to erase,
But failed, and I won't try no more;
Darker Days, and tears down my face,
And my conscience within waging war.

Darker Days did I embrace,
Again once more, just like before;
Darker Days, and I fell from grace,
And now was I doomed aye, for sure.

Darker Days I left behind,
And lonesome I have lonely stood;
Darker Days doomed me to find:
More Darker Days; to be bound for good.

Submitted: Monday, April 02, 2012

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