The Dark Muse

 

Oh my muse, you are black as night—

And when you come to me—

I wander through the valley of the shadow of death.

You are so strong and I am as weak as a lost lamb.

Vulnerable—you take complete control.

I can not withstand you.

 

But each time you claim me—

It gets harder to come back—

Back to the lights—Back to reality.

Each time I fear eternity in your immortal grip.

I fear into you complete control I will eventually slip.