darkended days worded in phrases
puzzling stages of mind
finding no answer,

we look for light
like a flower at drake night,
fighting turth for loving drakneses
to hide our secrets of tar.

lighting murkiness to provide sight
we rewrite the Common might
ignight the hearts of many to the morning

dawning upon the gloomiest of shadows
secrets and lies alike shall vanish
like midnight wind

pharses are the dusk to dawn
soon after we are all gone.

© weking