An eyeless stream of smiling faces Empty sockets wide with wonder Moves along the road most traveled Seeking shelter in the blackness Of the dark abyss Before the rising of the sun That burns away the morning mists Reveals the vastness of the sea Their ignorance is bliss
[This message has been edited by LittleBoyLost (edited 03-15-2000).]
Wow, this is mindsweeping poem, LittleBoyLost. Took me to some pretty deep realms here. Love it. I may also point out we have a forum for "Dark" poetry too. If you write like this often, you might like to take a look around in there. As that is my ture home, I would love to see ya there.
Definately not "the road most traveled" though...LOL
Welcome to Passions.