Twilight
By lance •
I can no longer stare into the
grey twilight
my sad eyes shadow out the glow of
light i was sure i'm meant to see
haunting footsteps craddle my fear
as danger draws so so near i can't
call out to you for he may hear i
don't wish to give into fear
am i the one who's meant to lead
out of the mist and to things unseen
i still wear a crown of the dammned
made by my own hand
light and shadow calls out for more
my world will heed the call for war
but may the twilight ever shine so
bright...as you watch the innocent
fight
draw swords and heed the call of the
king......for his crown is mighty
and riddled of deeds.