The CHIMERA
Into the darkness blindly
Slipping into an oblivion of space and time
A madness ever-changing
Without reason or rhyme
Fathoms and Phantoms floating
Falling mindlessly in the void
Demons screaming in madness
Desperate calls of the perennially annoyed
Seeking light within the depths
Grasping for any straw that can be found
Patience waning and strength flailing
Hope is not lost where sorrow abounds
Faith in deities questioned
While strength of purpose fades from sight
Into the darkness praying madly
As blindness becomes the blight.
Slipping into an oblivion of space and time
A madness ever-changing
Without reason or rhyme
Fathoms and Phantoms floating
Falling mindlessly in the void
Demons screaming in madness
Desperate calls of the perennially annoyed
Seeking light within the depths
Grasping for any straw that can be found
Patience waning and strength flailing
Hope is not lost where sorrow abounds
Faith in deities questioned
While strength of purpose fades from sight
Into the darkness praying madly
As blindness becomes the blight.
By: M. Ebbett 1-22-2007 (c)
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