The Dark Side

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THE DARK SIDE


I stand naked with my hands on the window sill
There’s a draft coming in and I’m catching a chill
I look to the east and see the early sunlight
Offering me an escape from my final night
As I stand and watch the sun rise in the sky
I understand that today is my time to die
No longer must I count the days I have to endure
I hope to have the chance to see my soul become pure
The sun shines brighter and blinds me
I cover my eyes but I still can see
The dark things we weren’t meant to know
The knowledge that was banished a long time ago
A power by its own free will begins to rise
And distorts everything seen by my eyes
Even as I gaze in the sunrise of dying hope
I understand that I won’t have a chance to cope
With the curse from which I cannot hide
To be able to see and live the dark side

Come on now and take a journey with me
You can close your eyes but you will see
You think I can’t corrupt all you think is good
Let me tell you child—You should

Okay now, where do I start?
I can’t find a volunteer
Doesn’t anyone have the heart?
Why are you all so full of fear?

Looks like I have to choose
It doesn’t matter; I know who will lose

Answer me something Mr. Elite
When you see the people in the street
Does a chill run from your head to feet
When you see how hard they compete?
Have you seen how they will kill and die
Just for a slice of your money pie?
They fight for the scraps from your table
How they would kill you if they were able
You’ve never seen the dark side of life?
You don’t understand they are the sacrifice
For all of your wealth and fame
It’s time for you to feel their pain

What’s the matter with Mr. Wealthy?
The dark side didn’t leave him too healthy
Where are running to Miss Romantic One?
Don’t you know your vision has just begun?.

What will you do when it comes the time
For you to approach that dark line
That bounds the dark side of your mind?
Are you afraid of what you will find?
And just for how long will you remain
When you see the dark side of your brain
And it’s capacity for malice and pain?
Do you think you will be the same?
I see you try to disappear and go
But you can see it in everyone you know
The dark side in us will always show
So be careful when your lover lets it blow

What’s the matter with the Dark One
Who is staring at his setting sun?
Doesn’t he realize that it’s finally his turn?
And the Dark One will finally burn.

I can feel the fire in my brain
I can feel my head explode with pain
I see bright figures dance untamed
Feeding of me and making me insane
I see all the evil and twisted faces
That live in the dark and hidden places
Their smiles are full of malice and hate
I try to fight them all but it’s now too late

I need somewhere to turn; somewhere to run
Because my darkness has finally begun
I feel it take hold deep within my heart
And it grows so quickly and tears me apart.
I try to grasp onto something that’s right
But I cannot escape my darkest night
There is no chance I can break free
And there’s nobody who will try to help me.

I stand naked with my hands on the window sill
A cold wind creeps through but I ignore the chill
I glance westward into the fading sky
And I watch as the sun slowly dies
I know with the ending of this day
That I too will finally pass away
So I watch as the sun slowly falls down
And returns far beneath the ground
And realize I must join her soon
And nobody can save me from my doom
And soon after I wither and waste away
Everyone will continue on their way
In the path of light and in hope of a new day
I am dying; I die; I have died
As a victim, but a savior, of, from
The Dark Side

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AnonymousAnonymousover 19 years ago
Wow

The imagery is very powerful. The dark side of all of us is hidden and ignored. We have it in each of us...but who will succumb to it? Wonderful poem that is very thought-provoking. Kudos LonelyLord

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