My dark distant, melancholy dreamer raven on your shoulder and the night muse whispering in your ear as the moon beckons pick up your quill reach deep into the ghost of your longing, wake and break the spell of your enchanted sleepers open the scar, deep as the grave keeper of the heart and a never…
Why So Dark?
because the night is dark the world is dark and darkness is dark because life and love has been dark and left me alone too many nights a hostage in a tiny dark room dark as my heart and I am broke and broken as the dark of my darkness unable to afford the ransom…
The Sickness
It comes, it goes is gone returns It lives, it dies is re- birthed within the familiar of my ever changing skin and the strangeness of it all, the inside, outside of my conflicted soul and mind heavy with these lost thoughts that think me not me but is all of me…
Butterfly
Fly leave darkness far behind, kiss the ghosts goodbye Fly Butterfly, fly and I’ll see you on the other side of this death. new flesh so do not cry but Fly Butterfly, fly on these dying wings of hope to new life reaching high so just fly, yes Fly keep flying my…
To Feed The Dead
Reaching into the abyss reaching back with fingertips stained black as the night of this lost soul searching the shadows of the dark for a warm beating heart only to return all the more cold all the more empty and my restless ghost all the more hungry © Debbie Berk
