Lord Dark Celt Bard Emeritus's blog: "Runes writ in Red"

Know despair?You know damn well I know despair.

Feel it like a lover's caress, I do.

Words can't express the nameless scream.

But I'll damn well choke, getting them out. 

It's all the same, only the blame changes.

Self-loathing alternating with saddened scorn.

Knowing evolution's passed you by,

Is a damn disenheartening feeling.

I grow tired, oh so very tired.

Is there anything beyond this stark gray Veil?

Hath I not earned slumber,

Even after all these stranger Aeons? 

Once, oh yes, once..

Once I danced with Jak O' the Shadows.

Once I summoned Great Old Ones.. 

Now..I'm just old, and broken.

Learn from my mis-steps, True Believers.

Be not like me. 

You'll sleep far better.

Aye, indeed.