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Disheartend Delight


Disheartend Delight A darkness almost too well liked I cower behind it, just to embrace it Ripped from right underneath me I helplessly fall To think of void and bliss as one I withdraw back in Shaking in my shell Daring to let no one in I often ponder and banter the idea It seems all too sublime And like a perturbed fire It burns when you get too close I'm startled at the realness At any given moment it can vanish Where mist would just cloud up It would vaporize in the air But, I'm stuck I'm stuck knowing all the negatives Forced to retreat back to a plain of dreams Not wanting to get ripped by the winds Painfully haunting the agony An unknown plague of lust fills the air with its toxins Not knowing whether to hide Or breathe in it's fumes Oh, how I crave for the scent Oh, how I yearn for the winds voice Oh, how I thirst for the flames hot touch Who's to know when air just dissipates The fears have me tied up The knots so tight Only to loosen the rope Becoming truly alone
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