Around, all around the shadows gather,apart,
My dread grows as the dagger of your words,
Falls against my heart.
It severs me, and darkly demand.
As my essence drips slowly
and falls directly,into this land.
In unholy terror I flee,
While death hovers,
so close.
Now alone, my cascading
tears plea,
As they fall upon darkened,
and cold eyes.
This's because of you.
Around, all around,
The dark memories gather,
My dread grows,as a tight crown,
As an evenging old sword,
and falls against my naked,
old soul down.
It crushes me,
and darkly my blue
Vitae esence, drips,
into,the sterile, ground.
In unholy terror I call
Your name,
While oblivion looms, so tall.
Now alone,
My fervent plea,
Falls upon cold eyes,
And this is your loving I moan.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladyp2000
copyright@2010
January 17,2010
Author notes
This is the second version, but a rhymed version of the original one I wrote
many years ago :)
