Pulled Apart

[psycho_x668]

the night falls with a silent sigh, lost are we.
the salvation for which you pray
flares once, then dies,
crushed by a velvet ebon nothingness.
all hope must surely perish.

your heart beats no more.
how could you tear us asunder?
lost souls surround us, crying,
we are fallen.

 

[RareForm]

like the combination of words here. welcome to words.

 

[Tanuki_23]

^Ditto. This poem has a great flow to it. And substance.