My Black Void
Among the dead, he will lay.
Down the abyss, for endless days.
From the bones of the dead.
Beneath the skin, full of dread.
Above the corpses, in the sky.
At different times, people die.
By Death's hollow will,
Until death, he shall kill.
Across the void of disorder.
Past there lies his black border.
Beyond which lies pain, madness, and fear.
Into which we all disappear.
A Child's Desire
How old are you, you ask me.
I am four, I say to thee.
What is it that you want to be?
That is the question you ask me.
A little crow in a tree.
Sitting and staring at thee.
What my eyes will behold,
Shall forever remain untold.
With my wings, I shall fly.
Soaring through the blue, blue sky.
Watching things down below.
For many miles, I will go.