Dark Reign

Skin soaked to pale in sorrow.
Remnants of the fuel that fed our tomorrow,

Streak my face,
And every other place.

Seated here cold, wet and waiting.
Steam rising,

All around,
From the ashes that surround,

Whispers sweetly;
'Forgive me'

I hang my head,
Instead.

Thankful for this sadness.
This salvation from madness.

Under the darkest sky,
You contained the strength that went awry.

Through an endless night,
That turned, and almost burst into day light.