Bloghdaw

Blackest matter pervading my head, seizing my limbs as I'm facing the dark, thoughts unwanted, unheard and unsaid, discarding thy redemptive salvaging spark. Shreds of light stroking my mind, creating a glance into heavenly place, my childish self, so naive and blind, thou enlighten for me oh to embrace. It's the infinite dance, the unending fight, a game to be lost by the vines of time, one leads to sorrow, the other to light, thou are the only to toll the ransoming chime.