Morning light shines in <br />through the window of darkness entombed, <br />lighting what could never be lit, <br />and awakening your horrid blue eyes. <br />Eyes filled to the brim with hate, <br />eyes that know no fear. <br /> <br />And this, blazing light still creeps in, <br />in to the darkness where hope is <br />only known in dreams. dreams of darkness. <br /> <br />Darkness, with a thick sorrow. we all fall down?<br /><br />mario mortinez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/solitude-122/
