Devil in a Woodpile: Dark and Dreary

Friday, January 28, 2005

Dark and Dreary

Dark and dreary,
Or so it seems,
Bright and happy,
Never will be.
Pact with the devil,
My soul,
Only his to keep.
Save me from myself,
A steady decline,
Into oblivion,
Hope flickers,
And dies out.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...: i want you so much; February 07, 2005
JP Lindsey (CaptainJip) said...: It would be nice to know who wants me. I am in high demand you know.; February 07, 2005