18-Nov-2000
Notes: I was trying to write the next chapter of Hollow Men, but this came up instead... It doesn't seem very GWingish... shrug. Your call Tyr ^_^
Visions surround me in the lavender dream,
Full of pale horses and hollow men.
Somewhere in the distance,
I hear the thunder pulsing with my heart,
And I hide in the shadow of the lightning
From the chanting of fairies.
Here, I stand in a endless field of grays,
Guardian of someone else's harvest,
While my own fields rot and wither.
Against the cacophony of apathetic wind,
~ Oh that's terrible. Change the topic...
I cry for the justice that never comes.
Even the Knight in shining armor,
Stikes me with the sword of
Self-righteousness and fear.
The innocent and the guilty
Blend into one continuous spectrum,
In this liquid nightmare.
And there is no one to light a candle
For everyone that had fallen.
In this enveloping darkness,
I too will fade in to the mist of forever.
The End
(:./draco/dreampoem)
