"Bleeding Sky"
by
W.B. Vogel
For the darkness I was born,
From the shadows roughly torn,
Daylight's dreaming, never seeming,
As the hunger charges in my blood,
Consuming me just like a flood,
Starlight's dreaming, aeons screaming,
Now I spill their crimson tears beneath a bleeding sky.
April 25, 2002 A.D.
posted by W.B. Vogel III at 3:35 PM 
