Cave

I seek a haven from roaming sound,
A cave with dark and silence all 'round.
Inside the cave I'll have no fright
From those things lurking in the night.

The only light is crystal glow,
With hidden pow'r not oft to show.
The light is there to ease my mind
And keep my eyes from going blind.

Time is fading; I cannot think,
Thoughts and soul gone down the drink.
Vicious noises in my head,
I'd rather voices in their stead.

When I lay me down at night,
My mind is plagued with dead men's blight.
Cave hears first what I have in store:
Mad souls screaming forevermore.


Note (this is becoming quite a commentary, this Note section): This is the second time I typed this out as it broke the first time. I wrote this without sleeping for almost a full day, before the plane from LAX to Dallas left the airport. There were some annoying people from another P2P delegation nearby, probably middle schoolers. I think it turned out well. Also, from here on out, my poems are going to be more recent than Australia, as this is the last of that batch I have.