Alone

I have a long night ahead.

No dreary skies can keep me from the dead.

I shall walk with shadows as the moon takes it's mid-breath.

I will follow my desperation's as I stare down death.

I have a long night ahead.

The candles will burn bright white.

I will dance with the smoke and make love to the night.

I will not be alone in this dark tonight, for I will be walking with nocturnal world who holds me so tight.

Reviews

[Kay]

This poem has a beautifully gothic tone. Great imagery.

[AKhaus]

thank you very much