Mountain Trail
I walk mountain passage ways,
In the night,
Shunning all the sunny days
In search of a deep cavern,
That’s just right,
A place where I can crawl in
To hide from reality,
Day and night,
Somewhere they will not find me,
Ask me of all my movements,
To spotlight
All my dark thoughts and intents,
Visions that haunt my bad dreams
In the night,
Words that stay in silent screams.
I’m looking for a cavern,
Dark as night
A crypt inside the mountain.
Gloom
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