The Dark

         The Dark

Here within the absence

     Of the light

Cry the memories loud

     I hear each night.

Carrying with them

     A shroud of pain

Woefully recounted by

     My wilted brain.

For here in the dark

     I lay awake

Through haunted pasts 

     will sorrow break.

My sunken hollow

     drunken eyes

Will pray for the dawn 

     And that sun to rise.

           FNK 12'