

DarknessDarknessDarkness
by Ralfe Poisson 3/11/09
Towards the void I crumple and fall,
Into the eye of darkness I call.
Hurtling through a soundless stream,
Onto deaftness I must scream.
One thousand faces make the cast,
A longing from my distant past.
This play of silence and soliloquy,
A present pang inside of me.
Into vapour I would turn,
For darkness inside me churns.
An uphill battle my soul to free,
The universe inside I see.
Hold me now so I may cease,
The mind, its beauty to increase.


In My ChasmIn My Chasm by Ralfe PoissonIn My Chasm
somewhere deep inside an anger glows a sorrow cries and guilt abides
in a chasm of darkful freight the power rages a magnificent storm a horrific blindness
reaching out in deaf frustration all pervasive, all consuming rotting slowly my tender soul
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todo lo miro
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