Souls path

A Poem by Ghiasquared

The apparition fades in and out,
Memories from long ago unforgotten,
Haunted reality without a doubt,
Moods unchanging forever sullen.

Looking back at the nightmares,
Life chained to the past,
The mask seems to not care,
Alone the happiness never to last.

Thespian practiced face of mine,
Hiding the sorrows of past and present,
Leaking cauldron with sands of time,
Spilling forth with waxing crescent

When will the reel wind itself down,
Searching for the end of lies,
Smiling face with rusted crown,
Reaper comes and the soul dies.

Forewarned be vigil in your journey,
Stray not from the path of light,
With path of dark forever burning,
Choose wisely in shadows of night.