Macabre Nights

28 Sep

Waiting in vain

Fighting burning drops of rain

Cringing in fear

Afraid to let out a tear.

The nights lay spread before his eyes

No sun had he seen in 9 lives

 

Morose he lay

The nights were here to stay

Spent 9 lives searching a way out

Every rule of life did he flout

 

Black atop his mind

White a colour he’d never find

 

Macabre Nights weren’t going ‘way

Still he sat until…his nerves b’came fray

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