Even Shadows Have Pride

"Even Shadows Have Pride"


Trapped by darkness inside
Even the shadows have pride
A true testament of this life
Knowing that it cuts like a knife

I don't fear what stays hidden
So many years ago I was bitten
I find much comfort in the dark side
If you ask me someone fukking lied

When a hanging moon brightly glows
The witching hour consumes my soul
Buried very deeply within the shade
Is the pull of ebony that will knot fade

So when late evening begins falling
It will be the night hunter whose calling
I will chase the very last shooting star
For just one day alive without any scars

My screaming dreams are my reality
Just another day filled with brutality
With no promises of more tomorrows
But a definite contract of bitter sorrow

I'll keep on keeping on that's what I do
Continuing to walk in the same shoes
Loneliness cries from beyond the grave
Finality of death is all that I truly crave



The Punk Poet…
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