Behold the twilight, in it i find some sense of peace
its arms wrapped tenderly around me in a soft embrace
they shelter me from the cruel world and its harsh light
and in its release i am free to fly the night
o woe to the dismal soul who wanders far from home
tis my own who seema this way, restless and alone
each day it wanders ceaslessly and each night within my dreams it is finally free
when twilights grasps me i am comforted, and i slip silently into my own world, freed from all i can feel without danger of becoming numb
is it happyness that i seek? no it is only release, this cruel mortal shell binds my essence and soul i am restrained in all and seldom free
would you start the crimson tide, the fury of my veins? will you release me o kind soul into my mothers arms, will you give me darkness the eternal sleep, flee anon the sun it rises and again i must sleep trapped inside my own restkless reckless dreams
KurtisH2 Community Member 
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