Soul Searches of the Darklight

Scream of ecstatic pain,
piercing the darkness.
Where is the reluctant saviour
we crave and hate?

Whispers of delightful dread
echo over the plains.
What is the fear that grasps
us to its cancerous bosom?

Songs of shattered sunlight
resound in the cathedral.
Who is the toothless blood-bishop
that herds his faithless flock?

Sighs of choking indifference
caress the lover's corpse.
Why does the moth of truth
always fall to the flame of reality?

Howls of the voiceless souls,
trapped within our bodies.
When will my fettered freedom
release me to the hoards of my dreams?

Daniël Wait has just about always been interested in writing, and has always dreamed of completing one of the multitude of stories he has started in his life. He has written several short stories, which will be available as soon as he gets a web site set up. Though he is a programmer by profession, he would like to believe there is more to his creative abilities than just writing damn good code.

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