The Dark Poems

What dreams have passed me by this still and lifeless night
To take me, drifting and unnoticed, by their deception
Into this long and endless journey into flight
Never having conception
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Yes, you speak of hope
But I’ve hoped so many times before
Held it in my hands like a fragile flower
To watch it wither and die as it fell to the floor
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It’s the nights that are worst
When those you love have to go away
You silently beg and plead for them to stay
Once again, you feel cursed
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That silent song that’s in your heart
The one that makes you weep.
That tears at all that’s good in you,
Makes everything seem bleak.
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