I walk in Darkness, so that others may see the Light.

There is no moment of silence

No reflection on a life now faded

No tears shed; no silent weeping

Only the turning of backs; walking

Away before the casket is closed

While the dead lay in cold slumber

A mere figment and not worth the

Memory of happiness and better times

It is easier to forget the past and

All of its emotional baggage

Move on; forward and beyond

What would have, could have

Should have been; now left

Here beneath the… Continue

Rivulets of crimson

Falling ever slowly

Down the course of ivory

The flesh that once was whole

Now torn and broken

A bitter stain upon the

Flawless surface

Crimson tears; each drop

Falling in a ceaseless pool

Down delicate fingers

That rest lifelessly over the edge

A mockery of living

Now eradicated by trembling hands

Holding just a hint of steel

Crimson life drained wholly

To be no more; until finally

All that was… Continue