Evil God Who Stole The Sun Poem by Jordan Phoenix

He shattered the morning sky
and possessed my heart with weeping.
My messy soul now tied to air
and blown to the burning, empty keeping.

My heart, oh my bursting heart!
Longing desperately for the warm glow,
returned with aching silence
of the colours i'll never again know.

I used to bask in the sacred light
now its replaced with the haunting thought
of the smiley lines around his eyes,
the flickering moments i wish i forgot.

Days are dark, nights eternal
all of th romance lost from the moonlight
i close my eyes to see the shine
of my hope he stole away from the sky..