This Solitary Creation

Darkness locked away,
Caught in an endless mizmaze of dark romance
So much more beautiful
Than any superstition can allow.

The stage is set in our minds
But who are we to share with
A window into solitary creation?
The thought may haunt a mind for a while
As is creation lost to wander aimlessly
Forever.

The canvas is filled
No one would ever hope to dream up
Thoughts like riddles of these
Or hope to decipher.

Dance of disdain, mere movement
Sweeping across empty floor
But in the heart of mere imagery that still draws breath
Through the birth of a universe we may find our rest.

Suddenly you will find yourself lost
In a place laden with dark memories
Light cannot reach here anymore
Though the sunset used to grant a beautiful mirage
For those lost so long ago.

Don't be afraid
No one really knows what happens here anymore
But I wish we could stay here forever.