Pure Untainted White

The heart it refused to stay sane
The eyes they refused to stray
The hands they would not let go
It is the future they crave

As the day gave way to days
the heart it refused to stay sane
It was heavy as the clouded Sun at dusk
the hands they would not let go

The darkness seemed abound in spades
As the days gave way to days
The darkness simply overwhelmed
It was heavy as the clouded Sun at dusk

The tunnel was naught but endless
The darkness seemed abound in spades
There wasn't a single speck of light
The darkness simply overwhelmed

The echoes were nothing but endless
the tunnel was naught but endless
The eyes though refused to stray
there wasn't a single speck of light

The echoes were somehow nothing to my resolve
the echoes were nothing, but endless
The darkness, it was merely omnipresent
the eyes though refused to stray

Pandemonium's echoes through the cellars of sanity
the echoes were somehow nothing to my resolve
In the face of darkness I laughed
the darkness, it was merely omnipresent

As days give way to days
pandemonium's echoes through the cellars of sanity
In spades and carts and heaps
in the face of darkness I laughed

Here I stand as I speak of the color of hope
as days give way to days
The color of pure untainted white
in spades and carts and heaps

Here I stand as my breath grows calm
Here I stand as I speak of the color of hope
White as the stars in the new moon sky
The color of pure untainted white

Context Box

I wrote this at a casual writing event. We were made to write a pantoum