Treasure Island

Morgan Stanton


The Dark


The feeling of being inclosed by a blanket of black
The feeling of not knowing what around the corner
The feeling of being the only one in this world.
These feelings are only brought by
The dark.
Humanity lives in the protection of light
Knowing what to expect
Seeing the world with sight,
Seeing the world crash down.
Come join with me
Into the dark,
The only thing i know
Is that your here with me
In the dark.
Skip the burning earth
The worlds gone mad.
But we're here in the dark
Surrounded in black
Not knowing whats around the corner
Lets be the only ones in this world
We call.
The Dark.

Submitted: Saturday, November 15, 2008
Edited: Tuesday, December 30, 2008

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