Treasure Island

Dark Prince Coldfire


In The Dark


Alone in the Dark am I
Alone in the Dark I cry
Alone in the Dark I exist
At the bottom of a black abyss
My body wracked with pain and so depressed that
To my evil deeds I did confess
So sick of this eternal Night
And screaming for the Light
To save me from the Darkness slithering
through my mind like a
Serpent slowly and methodically preying upon my every
Fear
My every last
Hope
And every last bit of
Sanity
I have left
The Dark embraces me like a lover
And lies atop me like an
Icy cover
As it gives me the kiss upon my cheek
that shall provide eternal Sleep
With the last breaths of my life
Light
I seek

Submitted: Friday, October 02, 2009
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