Razor's Edge
I try to reach up to the light,
The taint so black and thick,
It clouds the vision, it clouds the sight,
To the flesh does it stick.
Evil is as evil does,
Escape was incomplete,
The voices rise up as a buzz,
An unholy kind of beat.
As I walk along the razors egde,
Strained as not to slip,
To one side, darkness as a wedge,
To the other, a nightmareish trip.
The path it narrows, smooth and steep,
Every step could be my last,
As darkness slips into my sleep,
It reminds me of my past.
With strength of will i made it through,
With help of friends so dear,
But with this light, is it true?
Or light blinded darkness, unknown to the seer.