Wilderness

The domed sky benighted by darkness,
Pine needles bristling the faint air,
Constant silence interrupts repose...

Memory is a slideshow of life,
One tainted picture after another,
Compensates a world yet to expose...

In places like this, there is no dawn,
Nocturnal savages run rampant,
Insomniacs of endless abyss...

Everything's a symbol of eternal,
The corrupt skies and eerie timber,
Feels genuine, but doesn't exist...

~Lidless Eye