Black

Posted by Bryan J Zimmerman on May 11, 2010 in poetry | 0 comments

Faceless Demons
Play upon your soul
Like a fine tuned piano

Whispering
Taunting
A haunting melody
An orchestral nightmare

You extend your aging hands
Only to find death

Seething blackness
Dark pit
Endless night

Dragon’s breathe
Upon your neck
Welcome to the feast

There shall be no tears
No turning back
No tomorrow

For your plate is full
Of yesterdays failures

Hollow moon
The sun a corpse
Choke on a piece of guilt
Drink from the sea of despair

Sop up your dreams
With a slice of hatred
Let your bones digest
What is left
Of happiness

You see
Your ship has come in
But the captain is dead
For he has seen your future.