What may rise

The day awakens, past night does sleep

All that was rotten burried in dreams

Come from inside I seek to be free

Dark does when enter, light become

 

Spill my pain or solace when done

Keeping an eye on what used to be

All that's gained is lost it seems

This newest form risen from the deep

Reviews

[StoryTailor]

I liked this, just... in general I suppose. Erm, the rhythm that I think it has is great. I don't quite understand one line to it, but that's not your fault, more of mine.
My lack of intellect aside, I enjoyed reading this piece! A good write...