"The Darkness Within" -- A Poem by Alex Sharpe
It has been silent for as long as the grave.
Burning within me day after day.
See my grandfather be towed into a hearse.
It is one big unfaithful scary curse.
Being trapped in the bottom of my bottomless purse.
My hair won't stop growing as my eyes won't stop glowing.
In this dream -- I never stop sowing.
It is scary -- it is -- the fear -- you know.
To have to look out the devil's window.
To peer at Heaven, then be thrown down into hell.
This is really just part of the stories I tell.