In the Darkness Valley Deep
I lay to rest in sublime sleep...
In the darkness valley deep
I lay to rest in sublime sleep
To watch the world drift back to black
And hear the voices stop their attack
In weeping motion the dreams come to
As terror brings a bluish hue
The morning can't come soon enough
As nightmares tear the subtle stuff
My fears are realized by the sound
Of ghost and goblin moving round
The twisting wind that binds my soul
And reasons treason calls me null
Inside the background twirls about
And I, never knowing what to doubt
So stable soil becomes a dream
As reality tears about the seams
In sickened squabble I ravish time
Running, passing by the grime
Unsure of what is true to make
And which are grand, but quick to break
Lost in turmoil of my own thought
Spinning slowly, my soul is wrought
Wreck and havoc spill the blood
As I begin to wash the mud
Never knowing what is clean
I shine the windows with mossy green
Asking where the truth will lay
But feeling no refreshing sway
Say, the nightowl calls to me
Say what is really known to thee
I break down and curse the sky
Screaming, spitting, why oh why
Cobwebs linger in my head
Existential anxious dread
Here the madness rules supreme
Here the chaos scrubs me clean
About the Creator
Nicholas Goodman
Poet. Writer. Avid Tea enthusiast. Truth seeker. Love maker. Wondering what makes the world smile and how I can create that in words.
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