Sometimes my wandering takes my feet one way and my mind another. The strangeness of the world stops me for a moment and words must be written or lost forever...


O 'ware the twisted path
hushed murmers lead astray
wil 'o wisps beckon strangely
down to darkness and decay.

Watch the swirling shadows
don't get caught up in the dreams
disguised demons, poisoned thoughts
a mind is ripping at the seams.

Fear the darkness rising
Is it wings that block the light?
Or merely shadows, greedy gulping
swallowing us with wicked spite.