| There is a darkness here that claims my heart at night. But it's the dawn I fear because the truth comes with the light. Within the caverns of my soul lurk demons of fire and hate. I'm tormented by thoughts I cannot control sometimes I wonder if it's too late. The world around me fades away and I am trapped inside my dreams, the child inside me that once laughed and played now utters only screams. My eyes grow dark and my mouth is mute but still the soul remains. The things, once treasured, become useless loot as my tears fall down with shame. Am I me? What have I become? To where has that warming sun fled? Darkness is death only to some, to those who've never bled. In my heart and through my soul fly aging hopes of glee. I feed upon the melodious goal and slowly become more me. My body trembles in the dark that blankets us tonight. My eyes close tightly without remark as the black gives way to light. |
| Trembling in the Darkness |
| Chelsea Rickert 2003 |
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| "I feed upon the melodious goal and slowly become more me." |
| "Darkness is death only to some, to those who've never bled." |