Poetry

Song in the darkness

written by: Majestic

Oblivation is near.
You sense its presence in the distance,
But you won't react.
You see the archers in your mind
carrying the arrows of your sorrow.
The Nightengale
she sings so sweetly
and you wish to be close to her.
To taste her song
and breathe her in.
You toss in your bed and stare at the darkness
its endless.
The clock screams the time
dripping blood-red numbers.
You sigh and the Nightengale drowns on.
You wish she was closer,
to sing you to sleep.
But your heart wrenches
and voices scream in your head.
You long for sleep to come,
to grasp its pull
and fall deep down.
But yet with your eyes closed shut,
the archers still come
and the Nightengale sweetly sings,
her songs of sorrow.