18 February 2013
A Darkening
When the end draws near Things become dark We run around trying to find a spark But all we find is fear
The blank look of honest fear No longer together we hide alone When a shout turns into a moan Even the smile will shed a tear
Surrounded by darkness now we search for a light In the distance there is a hint of gold Quickly mending the dark cold Starting off dim then getting bright
The darkness of the tunnel is coming to an end Crawling out into the light of day The sun keeps us in disarray For fear is now a friend
A Darkening • Opuss № I