A Dark Search
By Tara Nicole Walker
01.01.03
The death of a person
Constitutes the life of a person
The way in which one takes their own life
Reflects the emotions one feels toward life itself
Dark
The dark masks people wear that, to us, reflect death
In truth do not reflect anything at all
They are masks indeed – to shield one from all
Not hiding from the world, but walking through it
With the protection of anonymity
Night
The life of a person constitutes their death
Some see death as an escape from life itself
Some people don't consciously see it as anything
Sky
But no matter who we are, what we live
Or how or when we die
Or what we think of death
There is always the conclusion that
We all die
Mine
Dark night sky mine…
Death constitutes the life in one emotion…
People reflect truth…
All indeed walk with protection…
Death as escape…
Some see it as anything…
But who we think of is always…
Mine…