The Long Black Cloud

The road is dark.

Too dark, to be seen.

Or it had just might be me.

I feel blind and away.

Just about far from everything.


But things dim and pale.

Suddenly I see,

A long black cloud.

Coming…calling, from a distance.

Yet so far away.

So far away, and coming this way.

I want to runaway.

Runaway from this long Black cloud.

Runaway from this all.

I need to getaway.

From the fray on this road,

That I follow.

I'm hearing voices.

I know that I will wake now.

But I still wonder…

If someday.

Will I ever see?

This long black cloud again.