Schemenhafter Regenbogen vor dunkelgrau Himmel.

KNOWiNG BLACKNESS

WANDERiNG FORLORN iN THE POURiNG RAiN
WATERY PUDDLES HAVE iMPRiSONED LiGHT 
POiSON CREEPS THROUGH VEiNS: TAKE FiGHT
HOPELESS MADNESS, ACHiNG PAiN


GONE ASTRAY WiTH MiGHT AND MAiN
HOPE TOOK FLiGHT, HAS LEFT
KNOWiNG BLACKNESS SPREADS, TAKiNG STAND, BEREFT
DREAD FACiNG WHAT SURELY HAS BEEN SLAiN


CiRCLiNG THOUGHTS ARE QUiET iN VAiN
MOURNFUL ECHOS LEADiNG STEPS TO FALTER 
ONE LAST WiSH, THEN ALTER
BLOOD RED STRiKES, iNSANE


TUMBLiNG DOWN THE DRAiN
LONESOMENESS LiES STiLL iN FREEDOM
WATERY PUDDLES SWALLOW LUST AND BOREDOM
UNFORSEEABLE WHAT TOMORROW MAY GROW AND GAiN
This poem was inspired by the instrumental guitar track 'CANCiÓN TRiSTE' von JESSE COOK.
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