There is numbness inside,
A feeling I cannot feel.
Too much is on the other side.
A closet full of darkness,
A shadow lurks right there,
This box this wooden case,
I believe this is my share.
Share of all that must happen,
Or is beginning to take form,
But why is it so dark inside?
The darkest nothingness adorned.
The shadow lurks farther,
Moves across the room,
In its wake I think something shimmered,
Was it the smallest of sparks, to ignite my doom?
A cloak it wears, that has no tear,
If it did too I would not see or care,
Inside the cloak too its skin is black,
For under the cloak it is bare.
Feet soiled, its nails rotten,
The shadow suddenly stops,
I feel me feet, my hands my face,
A different direction as it adopts.
Moving breathlessly onwards toward me,
The room suddenly seems so small,
The darkest dark the vacuum space,
The shadow starts to engulf the hall.
The closet bursts open,
The darkest corner emphasized,
I still fell nothing, could I embrace it,
And be reborn tonight?
I am suddenly engulfed, surrounded, drowned
In this nothingness that I feel…
Oh haha, "feel" did I say, "Feel" I wish I could,
But no it’s just an empty ordeal.
I need a light to make this darkness bright,
Sunlight or moonlight,
Just might do the trick,
Just might set this horror right.
Because, I have nothing else,
To make this dark knight,
This shadow that is mine,
Too leave my side tonight,
This shadow that is mine,
To move on into the night.
-RG
A feeling I cannot feel.
Too much is on the other side.
A closet full of darkness,
A shadow lurks right there,
This box this wooden case,
I believe this is my share.
Share of all that must happen,
Or is beginning to take form,
But why is it so dark inside?
The darkest nothingness adorned.
The shadow lurks farther,
Moves across the room,
In its wake I think something shimmered,
Was it the smallest of sparks, to ignite my doom?
A cloak it wears, that has no tear,
If it did too I would not see or care,
Inside the cloak too its skin is black,
For under the cloak it is bare.
Feet soiled, its nails rotten,
The shadow suddenly stops,
I feel me feet, my hands my face,
A different direction as it adopts.
Moving breathlessly onwards toward me,
The room suddenly seems so small,
The darkest dark the vacuum space,
The shadow starts to engulf the hall.
The closet bursts open,
The darkest corner emphasized,
I still fell nothing, could I embrace it,
And be reborn tonight?
I am suddenly engulfed, surrounded, drowned
In this nothingness that I feel…
Oh haha, "feel" did I say, "Feel" I wish I could,
But no it’s just an empty ordeal.
I need a light to make this darkness bright,
Sunlight or moonlight,
Just might do the trick,
Just might set this horror right.
Because, I have nothing else,
To make this dark knight,
This shadow that is mine,
Too leave my side tonight,
This shadow that is mine,
To move on into the night.
-RG
