jimbob
The Celt
Any good? It doesn't mean i'm sad or anything, its just that i've never written anything that's sort of dark, and sad before. i thought i would let ya'll critique my work biglaugh: thats not work!!!)
The day is empty
Dead of life
Dull and bland
Edged on a knife
The plants are wilted
The sky is gray
The day has come
Todays the day
Stars gleam dimly
Heavens calm
Noise is deaf now
Figures guam
Bitter cold bites
With jaws of steel
Winds howl
Leaving sense without feel
Light is now
Only a ghost
Those who remember
Miss it the most