Sunday, 11 January 2015

Plain

The vast and empty plain
The vast and empty pain
Somehow filled to overflowing
Yet in the centre hollow

A storm rages
Thunder in unceasing splendour
Rain and winds combined
To create chaos
No end in sight
Ceaseless rage and fire in the night
Where nothing moves

A silent cave filled with screams
Fire burns in heart of void
Blinding lights shadowed in darkness
A pain that is numb

Held timeless
Locked away yet leaking
Shadows rise and merge and brighten
In the endless night

On the endless plain
Filled with endless pain

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