Last Moments Poem by Darlric John Lotik

They are giving the night a light
A vision guiding the middle of my sight
Wishing there would be a happy day tomorrow
A perfect moment that I can borrow

Twirling around a silver wind
By a sunrise for a night to fade
Sick of waiting inside my shell
A splash of melody where I fell

For a time worsen by a curse
For when a die to get in a hearse
In this restless dreams and lies
I look up, and saw, dying fireflies