vacuous

the darkness shines apon my eyes,
leaving an evil glare,
i sit there desiring death,
watching the gatess of hell,
burn with envy,
shining so vacuous,
as i freeze,
and then i look at he rose on my window seel,
and clutch it gracefully,
as the redness fades,
and turns black,
i watch the gate open,
and loose all me fear ,
i dream to be there,