silence the dark

 
hurt is named Raven when pain comes calling...
 
enters divinity to quell the ache
somber is the morn
the viper bites with poisoned visions
deny the night the right
 
sanity tentative...so human of me
would I that I be given reprieve
down, down, under the madness  
swallowing bitter truths
even the madman knows what I don't
 
sins of the day fester just under the surface
malevolent silence stirs the unrest
I am but a child in wisdom's eyes
an unruly one who scorns correction
 
would that I do right
Raven wouldn't speak so loudly  
I hear little else
 
little monsters of regret giggle with glee
I am confounded perpetually
make no mistake the void has voice