My pen. ..then ’til now

Rainy dreams

Rain on my awning
Visions are spawning
There runs the light
Crowded by night
So never to dare
Make passage clear
Through crippling fear
Of what seethes ever near
In my waking dreams
Where evil seems
To reach my heart
Before i start 
To open my eyes
Or realize
That night had passed
And light came fast
That morning is dawning
With rain on my awning.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s