Twilight
The place
between darkness and light
A realm made of
day and night
Standing on
the edge of sunset.
Watching the
light fade like wisps
Yet uncertain
of the coming void
On the
threshold of evil
Good clings
with red fingertips
Only to slip
away, always to return
I stand on the
battlefield
To be a
watchtower in the night
Once dawn
breaks
I am relieved
of my duty
Until the
beginning of twilight
To battle the
darkness inside