Dark's Design

Dark’s Design
By: Tyler Ross

Some times it’s black and blue
Everyday I yearn for something new
To keep me from worrying about
All the silence, I want to scream and shout
It kills me to have to compromise
Then, I’m surrounded in my own lies
It gets me every time
Stuck inside when I’m outside and fine

A balance beam now stands
Idol, where a gymnast used to land
At the center, I stood for it all
Waited and waited, but no sense came a call
Time is all we ever need
A flower like mine trying to grow from the weeds
It gets me every time
Searching for light in dark’s design

I rare key to a rare keyhole
Frankly, I feel you can’t treat me equal
I’m just there to drain the hour
But when we’re finished
All my lights lose there power

No more show; was there a moving on? A final scene for everyone.

Curtains down, and the cast is out
To answer any questions leaving no doubt
I seek the strength bestowed in you
You ended up walking away
Searching for light in dark’s design
With this I’m still not okay

Now, everyone is gone