La Sombra
I can’t see the light anymore
only the darkness.
In a room full of candles,
I bring the shadows.
My mummified heart
beats a dusty thud
inside my chest;
a funeral drum.
I am the ghost of Christmas past,
Christmas present
and Christmas future rolled together;
a morbid apparition.
I take love
and turn it into misery.
I take praise
and turn it into apathy.
I am every niggling doubt,
every weasel lie,
every broken heart,
every wistful sigh.
I bruise the soul,
and harry the mind.
I take something good
and break its trust.
I can’t see the light anymore;
I am just the darkness.
Steven Kenny
Thu 23rd Dec 2010 23:14
Thank-you very much Steve! :-D