Dim (Is The Dark) Poem by Eric Elliott

Follow me if you please
into the land of ill ease
cold is the bitter breeze
a lost land all it sees

Stand by me if you will
and tell me how you feel
to see the lands evil spill
are you now feeling ill
see how the forms live to kill
watch how the blood spills

can't you feel the eyes
searching to find the weak
hear them wishing you would die
the roar as hate builds to reach its peak

Will you say nothing of your fear
Should I hold you and keep you near
Muffle you cries hide your tears
Your safe as long as I’m here

You see it’s hunger that drives the meek
They are hunted by that which they seek

You should know the dark is come
To rob me of a life unsung
Spread my few last words
Oh What few you have heard

What do you think?
Should I weep
For the lost souls this world keeps
Or should I beat
the sinners that light alone can’t defeat

Or should I greet defeat with a warm smile
Knowing my end will come, smile with the ease of a child

Look how they worship the sin of him
It builds together in the end
You see how a death can begin

We are the misguided berth of lies and sin
How can I ever be like him?
The light dies a little with every time I sin again

I can’t let evil win
If I do I will never walk with him
Can you tell me how to end from here
Please speak your mind im all ears