Dark Sun

Walking through the tunnels of her beauty

I can hate her, but love her more

Her image is horror, the thing I fear the most

Where she steps roses grow, and thorns cut through

She is the sun that knows how to turn my world dark

Words she speaks are the poison my body cannot fight

This death creeper in my mind, is soothing …

The violin plays for me and her, I don’t know who plays

I can’t see who dances near, I see only shades

They can be real, or maybe they are not,

But it matters not at all

The violin plays unheard music

And we dance

Yes, we do, I look her in the eyes

But I see through them

I reach my hand to touch her, but mist fades

I stand alone in this graveyard

Where all that was, is now buried under the soil

Hiding, acting dead, waiting to haunt me down

We humans fear the things that should not exist

They follow me, and I run, sweating !

Night is in control ...

A fading torch in my hand, is all that guides me

But the night is cold, and they being not human, don’t tire

I run and sweat, they will never leave me

It is only time until they catch me …

Until they take me too, where things are buried

And I will join them

And I will rest then, and be free …