Rocking Toy Co. Within there is a mystic lake of fire, Fuelless energy, power uncelled, Unmeasured fount of obstinate desire, Hope burning, where no hope was ever held. Dumbstruck, I learned the futility of being good. Unloose the tears that turn the blood to wine. Simple Simon went into a wood, Hoping to return his damaged wife.
Longing comes easy in darkness.
I should Open my eyes, turn on the light. A knife, Viciously twisting, argues for pain. Eagerly I press on, in fear of nothingness. You see Reflections of dreams. Here Darkness covers even Tomorrow.