deepundergroundpoetry.com
Darkness
Do not talk,
We have to run,
Can not walk,
This isn't fun.
Darkness is coming,
So grab a light,
Death is running,
We have to fight.
We'll stand our ground,
The best we can,
He's not a clown,
But the Devil's fan.
Shield your eyes,
For the Devil is here,
Let him by,
And do not stare.
The will to fight,
Has come at last,
The light is bright,
I'm moving fast.
Do not talk,
We have to run,
Can not walk,
This isn't fun.
We have to run,
Can not walk,
This isn't fun.
Darkness is coming,
So grab a light,
Death is running,
We have to fight.
We'll stand our ground,
The best we can,
He's not a clown,
But the Devil's fan.
Shield your eyes,
For the Devil is here,
Let him by,
And do not stare.
The will to fight,
Has come at last,
The light is bright,
I'm moving fast.
Do not talk,
We have to run,
Can not walk,
This isn't fun.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1
reading list entries 0
comments 2
reads 632
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.