Underneath dark skies when another day is over with. Underneath, a slur of sat aside emotions sink in. As night time peaks, it's on its way of caving in. Underneath silence, this chasm breaks into piercing wail. Vulnerably helpless in the empty darkness lay. Trying to grasp distant glow of lights above. Underneath the day's warm and wild façade. Underneath it all, in night's watch a soul is trapped. Amid the stillness of half the world's slumber, Falls deeply in the throes the dim lit scene offer. Within the shadows--engulfed, enslaved, entranced. Sure as the die had been cast, Underneath is a soul none other than I.
Written by the Author in January of 2013
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