The dripping tap that never stops
Is soon to flood my home
The stale waters flow with me
Wherever I may roam
Darkness makes his way inside
My thoughts will soon be blind
The tides of dusk will never ebb
From shores within my mind
It's footsteps beat so very loud
I hear it in my heart
I smell its breath repulsing me
A showdown soon to start
The way to stop it in its tracks
I seem to never learn
I see its smirking face once more
Black dog will soon return
'The Inevitable Return Of The Big Black Dog' Copyright © 2011 Matthew Densley
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