I got up in sweat, Only to taste The grey bitter charcoal of dark Wrapped around me. You weren't there To shield me, my weir. I was lost, so lost I puked, I stooped. I tried to remember Your words, those embers. Yes o yes I raised my head And got up straight. Stand on those feet, I will But can't move them still. What do I do, please Help me move. From the mouth of dark Before it gulps me stark Hold me back and Take me away. _________________________________________________
Banters of an enamoured soul, in all shades of grey. Life. Poetry. Some Proses. Light and Dark.