i want to feel the dark again
to feel the dark
to know the dark
i want to feel the dark again
and let it stain my soul
but not with evil’s angry touch
to be no pain
to know no pain
but not with evil’s angry touch
amid the darkened hole
i want to sense what isn’t there
not with my eyes
my lying eyes
i want to sense what isn’t there
and into dreams embark
i want to be what i should be
but never was
and never am
i want to be what i should be
a creature of
the dark
Nicely constructed. ☺️
Thanks, much.
👌🏿🎶
🙂
Meanwhile, “‘Twas brillig, and the slithey tove did gyre and gimble in the wabe”.
I love that poem.