Delusions of A Voiceless Creature

Darkest hour

My mom cried,
The willows weeped.
But all of that couldn't rock me to sleep.

The devil crawled out at the darkest hour,
When everyone else slept,
And our happiness wept.

The weight gets harder,
The river gets longer,
The nightmares gets darker,
And our fears grow stronger.

The deeper your eye color,
The faster it rains.
And the more monsters you have let stomp on your parade.

You were told to love,
But you sunk your boat,
To anchor others.

Now the blazing heat of pain buries our soul,
And leaks out our remains.

The night was young,
When we begun.
Then the sky lit up,
But only lighter than our eyes,
And it still stung.