Dark

The shades that steals even in the day,
Even one of us is a prey,
It will never sway,
Crushes you with its own two hands,
It has emotions to play,
To break your legs so it stands,
Moves quicker than flash,
Rubs you of your plans,
And your connection it will slash,
To leave you alone with its silence,
To burn your dreams to ash,
Without ideals just violence,
Aims at the ones so close,
It will come in and invade,
Your journey it slows,
The dirt that you have laid,
When you’re so close to putting your crop,
It will always take,
It will take until you drop,
Smiling as your break,
Gets bored and goes to another story,
To start again from the same chapter,
To take another inventory,
For it will always be someone’s captor.