Thru the blackness comes fate


i stand alone, with a million and one followers
we patrol stealthilly to the depths of my balck sould.and onwards
thick tears of pain lash from my elids
quenching my dry skins thirst, my soul still un replenished
not looking down i tredge onwards, slow an steady down one path
knowing farewell and fare warned, im heading towards my black death

fear chokes my throat but i darent let it out
i kno that if i do show it, then i might aswell turn back
mouth closed shut, and my eyes fixed on th blacknesss
i still persue my task, of somehow finding blinding happiness

sometimes a trip but i darent fall flat
for i kno if a fall they will not hesitate to stab me in my back
i am more afraid of my aillies than my own worst enemy
but in times of need like this one. they always come thru for me
this bttle with no warzone and no end is draining
and for some strange reason on the back of my neck i feel deaths grasp is gaining

I say my prayers for an unknows cause, for somereason i feel i must
before something happens to my blackended soul, or before my bones are crushed
one or the other...my heart beats faster out its cge
like a songbird set free since all those years of love cofisuion and rage
i watch it float away in my imagination, before leaving throwing me a scornfull look
and then realise that this is fiction...and my heart still craves the truth
so i plod onwards, searching for answers to a question i do not know
Questions asked in ancient book that withold many stories untold
i cannot see behind me nor infront for the think fog of doubt
u turn back to my fellows to find that they have sinled me out
left me along to head onwards, on my quizzical quest
but ifeel that im getting closer, a sudden urge percieved in my breast
my breath is heavy, my heart beat fast, i feel im comin up to hear truths voice
instead i realise i have reached a cliffs mouth, and am tumbling towards my demise