Within

 

Within

A stranger walked inside of him,
his voice was faint; his light was dim.
A shadow born of pain and rue,
the man he was, he never knew.

The curse took root as he grew old,
it wrapped his heart in icy hold.
A ghost within, it learned to hide,
and whispered lies from deep inside.

He lived half here, half out of sight,
his spirit torn between the night.
Another soul, forever hurled,
adrift within a broken world.

And when his breath has come and gone,
the haunting will go drifting on.
For every wound the dark consoles
begets a host of restless souls.

Written By: Alan.Clark@WW1POET (Oct 2025)