ONLY SHADOW FOR LIGHT
always loss
and dreams denied
always empty
drained of hope
all resources bled
with only void
for our sustenance
only shadow for light
drowned in cycles
of this darkness
a hall of mirrors
where all negates
and vision twists
into destruction
filtering everything
down to the worst
we reach for bits
among the flotsam,
some drifting shard
that would prevent
our immersion
within that dark,
that would allow
another dawn
but no support
ever reaches,
all illusion
dissolving to mists;
and bitterness,
and deep resentment,
hostile states
and crueler worlds
driven down
to desperation,
made to journey
through insane hells;
how can we not
now turn to madness
and be as evil
as that vile outside?
- Brendan Tripp
04/13/2002
Copyright © 2002 by Brendan Tripp
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