Wednesday, October 31, 2012

DARKNESS


Certainty of tomorrow is just a Hope
Tomorrow shall dim today’s Ray
You don’t know how dark would be the Day
Lonesome heart fears the Darkness
Whispering of the soul is like hissing of Snakes
Perhaps, the sinking feeling is no Sane
It wraps the heart with nothing but Pain
A weary soul sailing in a sea of Tears
In hope of seeing dark cloud Clear