Pale Horse
by Jerry Langdon
Beyond the cross which lies
Pressed 'gainst weeping skies
Where mourning shadows drape
Are spirits wishing to escape
Who follow you home
Who in darkness roam
'Til the pale horse comes
'Til the mental state numbs
Wraiths of memories in gray
Phantoms from a sorrowed day
Regret and a heart of pain
Cling to you like a stain
They are blood and tears
They are all your fears
And the pale horse comes
And the mental state numbs
I vow that I shall escape
Where mourning shadows drape
Pressed 'gainst weeping skies
Beyond where the cross lies
© Jerry Langdon 2022
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