Tuesday, September 25, 2018


I live as the Sun rises,
no big chances, no surprises.
When darkness falls I close my eyelids;
It's then that my dream calls.

I dream not just of the demons;
they no doubt lurk within;
But ruminate on sunny skies,
a place where light begins.

I recall my past with joy, but then
my future comes to play;
as a spectre overtaking
all brightness from the day.

But it always ends when I awake,
and this I swear, is true.
As I run in fear from darkness
I always run to you....

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