DKGS: A Diary

So many things I do not know

So much promise for this world

All has been lost, I cannot see

The crime has taken this from me

A shot in the dark

Has pierced all the light

And drained out the clouds

In favor of shadows

Teaching me what good and bad may be

The stolen life just breathed its last

A trigger was pulled

For no betterment of me

I only wish the misguided was free

A shot in the dark

Has pierced all the light

And broken the prism

Into its colors

But who will teach me now that the muse is gone?

What seems bad may be the best

You don’t have to look good to be it

A shot in the dark

Pierced my source of light

Here I am in the shadows

Clawing for air

Drowning with a question in my lungs

Like water