Outdoor Prose for All Seasons
Postby Tyr-Ziu Saxnot » Wed May 18, 2011 10:54 pm
Dark Thoughts
Words hide deep within my aching head
rise forth from this lazy bed
Face the world with courage and gentler wit
prod the demons in that darkest pit
Task them to do their damnedest , do their best
slay them first while cursing all the rest
No idle sleep to weaken my resolve
that's not how the strong evolve
The volley was fired many weeks ago
returning fire livens the deadly show
Take no prisoners was the commanding call
finish them off where they fall
Words swirl deep within my fevered mind
mercy so elusive and hard to find
Thoughts that burn the bridges up
flee from this jagged depressing cup...... Z. --Tyr