MarquessMadman

Conflict Searching for an epiphany, I beg you, show yourself to me. I've waited very long, Been humming senseless songs. Expectations arises, Crushing compromises. The unequal voices, The madness and choices.

I walk on a path, in a tantalizing trance, Watching things hither and tither, From heaven's sweet breath. Leaves blown by the autumn wind, Their fragile composition softly crumples in the air. Colors contrasting.. the bright ones and the dull... A sigh rid of all contentment, A moment's pause, tickings halted, Thoughts of word saids; actions done, One second of pure self hatred.

Drifting towards Dark Solstice, Dreaming of a Midnight Sun, I Wake to the Sting of 'Tis, 'Till now I've wanted to Run. Bring me, this Dreamer, Back where I belong. Carry me towards Summer, Let me utter a Sweet Song. I'll hum myself this lullaby, For you I offer a goodbye. Let me wander to the light: The bright day, where I find might.

Lying down, counting invisible sheep hopping around a barn, Listening to the beauty of silence and solitary. Silence. Drizzles tap my window, They play a soft, rhythmic melody. I'm here on my bed, idling and dallying-- Thinking and daydreaming is, at the moment, amusing. Stray thoughts linger, Repeatedly appearing, Dancing in imagination, Singing a chorale, unending.