Poem.
There’s a stepping stone made of black dust
The surface constantly moving around light
As you try to make contact with its glow
You can feel the darkness evolve
A single touch ignites its revenge
It feasts upon the flesh of hope
Dips its fangs in the blood of innocence
But all you can feel is its presence
And as the light propels itself from the dark
You feel it peirce your flesh for love
The lonliness it feels is in your heart
Because it hides behind the sun
There’s a star in your heart, Hiding
Behind the isolation, There
In the direction of the night
The sting finally says goodbye.
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