Dark's blog: "Dark's Rhymes"

I am a tree amongst the blackness
I have ghosts within my limbs
I am twisted bent and weeping
I am gnarled by men's sins
I am lost to light and laughter
I am ancient at my youth
Innocence never budding here
These branches stripped at birth
Never knowing love and care
No warmth within the dark despair
I've heard it said that light will shine
Darkness fades with love and time
years to come will bud new growth
Not of innocence but greeen with hope
Once the tree is warmed within--
Even love and trust may bloom again

©Dark