undertaker13

So here we are again, inside the mind of the Dead Man. Not sure even I should be in here as it's dark and scary and the lights don't work. I thought I'd blog a little verse I wrote the other night, I know it doesn't scan right - but I came up with the first line and the rest kinda followed spontaneously:-

Darkness fills the room and surrounds
I feel my defences crumbling down,
The fear of the Unkown fills
My mind and brings the Memory still.

I held her hand, and we did run
Behind the moon, around the sun,
Until that fateful day did come
And rob me of my own true one.

They tell me that upon my hands
Her blood was found, and on the sands
The signs of a titanic fight
That lasted far into the night

I hear her still, and when I sleep
She guides me with unyielding feet
Past those who say that I have killed
And her dead voice says she loves me still!
DMW 10/06/007-M03.

Will welcome all constructive criticism as I will with my first blog. Be well (but not too well, we always need souls ).