The Darkness Within...
Hits The Ground Hard.
Mysterious Coal Black Bird.
Morning Dew Smell.
A Reborn Soul.
He see's pain through the eyes of others.
He feel's pain through his own mind, body, and soul.
Blood, vengeful blood, flow's freely throughout
Anger and hostility invigorate the man done wrong; he
the man who was murdered, the man with a sorrowful
Confusion and then comprehension sets in his mind;
yet the very thought of his love no longer living,
makes him so very blind.
So very blind to the gift of forgiveness, but this
blindess is justified through whispers, voices, and
Oh how dark are the souls of many, once so bright but
to the evil costed but a penny.
Tears of pain, sadness and turmoil, slowly run down
his cheek, from his dilated pupil, no rest for the
This man is very troubled, very disturbed indeed, if
only they hadn't, hadn't murdered in sadistic greed.
Love is eternal, though it may not seem true, flames
can only die, with tears that douse that once
That once beautiful view, of little things in life,
yet the powerful love, that makes those little things so
The ebony bird, as it clenches its feet around a
sturdy branch, it lets out a few loud caws, the crys
of the lost.
Now justified, this pain is no longer here, throughout
the mist, he can somehow hear her whisper so near.
Her soft whisper, into his ear, the whisper of a cool
breeze upon your face, when the day is so clear.
Her voice, such a comforting tone, the last words that
were said, "I shall forever love you, you are not
aka Justin Kohli