Poetry:Black, blacker, blackest
From Chaos
black, blacker, blackest
lost *between*
one reality corrupts another
with hope dashed by black dragon wings
what once brought dreams deals pain
offering no solace
soaring above the world bourne aloft
the fall is only further
with more time to scream against it
plummeting to the unyielding earth
awake awake
gasping into the night
heart pounding in anguish
where is dawn's light
still hours away
eyes stare in vain
to keep the nightmares at bay
is one more real than the other
when dreams and nightmares mesh
and day turns into night
