Living dead

Night can’t get darker
Than the shadow your farewell cast
And your fire replaced by smoke.
I tried to get a hold,
Then sought a darkness stronger
To train to be at ease
In a world void of your light.

These eyes you once told to see
Sun, moon, trees,
And only beautiful things
Now see nothing more
Than your fleeing shadow.

But how much further can I chase
Before forever catches up
How much longer will you stay
In Gloom’s clutch
And not look back.
I need you now, and happy too
I want that soul depression stole.
©tejusmoul

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