Dr. Dark

Light speed to dark

What could have been now nevermore

She would say sorry for dark moods, lying to herself instead of you.
Twisted like a root
Impossible the straightening
This flowing stream
She looked for 'flected rose
Water paled feet appeared
In rich mud
Sick and white
Planted in moonlight glow
Held in darkness
The ebb of death forever flows
with life illumined