Color Me Dark
Color Me Dark
I live in the reminiscence of death in shadows
I sow my seeds still, yet in darkness, no meadows
I have floated long in my own whimsical buoyancy
I have now drowned in my own invisible culpability
I did not try to stand up, submerge or dive in ever
I have thus drifted so far into the dark it seems clever
That I might have finally woken up from foolish floats
I have anchored where its too far for rescue boats
I have reached the mile post with no miles written
I can see an endless road surrounded in cold barren
I don’t know how to reach heaven or hell if I qualify
I don’t know how to make the dead silence amplify
I don’t know what lies in the next 100 miles’ survey
I’m well past my point of true remorse to convey
I can but only try to see beyond the horizon ahead
I can walk arid lanes knowing not where I’m headed
I’m in darkness where the sun, moon, stars don’t live
I am Death, Color me dark and I shall then believe
I can hardly trust my surviving instincts that still talk
I can no longer talk with my mouth but I will walk