Frost Filled Darkness
I have hope that someday I will have hope.
No light, not even in the fire.
Plenty of words coming from the liar.
Will the sun rise on the morrow?
Frost filled darkness breeds darkness filled sorrow.
How is it possible for a fire to be so dark?
No light, not even a spark.
The sun stood still for Joshua, it never rose for me.
Slave to my own knowledge, is this how it feels to be free?
Knowledge brings daytime, for me it brought night.
Knowledge brings peace, but every day I fight.
What use is heat if it doesn't warm?
What use is a void if it is without form?
I've flown like an eagle, now my wings are broken.
God said he wouldn't leave me behind but he must've mispoken.
My soul is infected because I stabbed it with a thorn,
And it's turned me into a void without form.
About the Creator
Devin Thorpe
I am a 22-year-old recent graduate from Mars Hill University. I have a double major in Criminal Justice and Religion & Philosophy. I also played collegiate lacrosse! In my free time you can find me writing fiction and hiking with my dog.
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