Falling In The Black

• Isaac Nolan, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2014

The darkness envelops my tired soul
The light still battles for control
Sadness, hatred, screams, panic
All wrapped up with evil and havoc
Warring with love, honour, faith and joy
All within this tired, confused young boy
What’s done is done, cannot be reversed
With a click of the mouse, my heart forever cursed
As evil consumes the last of good
I think now I’ve finally understood
Gone is the child, pure as light
Replaced by this tyrant, dark as the night
Love replaced by burning rage
Malice replaces peace, with the 'coming of age'
All I feel is eternal wrath
I guess this is what comes with... FALLING IN THE BLACK!