Glass Serenade

Hanging straight four feet tall Casting shadows it does not One side showing what the other sees But once the light fades all images shall be forgot Another dimension created, a distant parallel Alternate personalities form a demonic choir As peering orbs have witnessed each time this burdened soul has stumbled and fell And the foretelling of the future has already been foretold A door into a maze, a realm unknown hangs upon yonder wall As what remains of a former self lies upon a rusty cot And darkening clouds give way to turbulent and stormy seas As Hell and Purgatory merge for one final onslaught Looking through the bars of this prison’s cell These eyes trying to see the truth through a web of suffocating lies As an unfaltering pen rises from a crimson inkwell While prisms paint their colors upon blackened walls… …a glass serenade 2008