truth be told
the pain and lies
have made me bold
though I've grown old
I've taken hits
and bit by bit
learned to love
not even the dove
the cries
the pleas
not to be heard,
not a single word.
and the time,
it flew,
but i knew
years were wasting
no more tasting
people had gone
forever beyond
yet i hope
and long
for the day to come
when darkness will finally
accept me as one