| Looming in shadows The suffocation of ages The abyss, it calls With each turning of pages The call, it wanes As daylight nears But as nightfall comes So grow the fears From the abyss... 'Tis not an illusion... It's shadows spew forth Torment and confusion Tendrils of ice Wrap the mind in grief Taking its will Then off like a thief Yes, daylight is come The mind is released But as day becomes night So goes the reprieve |
| Warning: This is very dark and some will find this extrememly disturbing. |
| Daylight's Reprieve |
| By Dawn [email protected] |
| (c) May 22, 2002 |