He glares into the night sky A dark illusion it heavily holds The glaring stars pierce his eyes They’ve seen the days of his old He lies under the night sky cloak Hoping it can hide the ghostly chills He has a big heart, devoid of love Behold the moon how minute he is A man with hope but no purpose A distraught ship caught in the tide A dark spell cast on a summer flower A life filled with scars, he can no more hide The final hour darkness will engulf The sacrifice today will define the future He’ll … Continue reading Desolate Denial