Gone
I thought it might be interesting to try my hand at a short poem. This was the result.
Gone is the daylight, that never should stay,Gone is the path, that once showed us the way.Delivered unto us, has thy burden been,And still we obey, thy consious within.Gone now, is the evil, that plauges us with dread,But with thy remorse, shall surely be fed.Speak then, not of toil or strife,But of kindness and love, for that must overtake life.Understand now, who you must be,for if any come close, they surely shall see.There lies darkness in your heart that seeks to complete,And if it should be free, it wont be discreet.Gone is your life, as which you always knew,For here lies the Darkness, and knows what to do.So abide by your standards, rules, and the like,Or be lost to your conscious, and the Darkness will strike.