Dark is time.

Days as dark as nights,
Surrounded with sordid life;
All the dim lights,
This life is filled with strife.

Nothing near as volatile,
In a line, single file.
No one dares to make a change,
We're all sheep in one long game.

Everything remains the same.
One way is this, Another that.
We're all blind, like a bat
There is no going back

We whine and beg,
We beg and steal.
This is all so unreal,
I don't know what to feel

The days are dim,
The warmth is cooler.
My time is slim,
I don't have another.

Days as dark as nights,
I don't believe my eyes.
All this pain and strife,
There is no afterlife.

Every second passing,
Another moment of pain.
This all meant nothing,
One more life wasted away.

-Kaileiana C.

Reviews

[Donald Cole]

pretty aware of the world. I can see it at home too. everything changes. nice job