Existentialullaby
Go to sleep.
The darkest hours
Shall be fortune
In a smoke of loners.
Do not cry.
The weary will be
Strong for the rest of us
Left in the twist.
Hush now.
I am here as servent
Of your slumber.
Gentle is the mind
That weeps of madness.
Go to sleep now.
Where you have been before
You shall be
Again.
David Mac
Fri 11th Mar 2011 14:01
shit man, there's some really hot lines in this. real good.