The Death of The Darkened Soul

The truth withheld,
In my broken sorrows,
My shattered heart,
So overwhelmed.

The thoughts,
Circle inside my head,
The memories,
Haunt my dreams.

In the darkness that follows,
There is no light,
Just a pressing desire,
To see once again.

The music that once played,
Now oh so distressing,
Mimicking my every emotion,
Like a death.

Like black and white,
The contradictory thoughts,
Make me live in sorrow,
For there is nothing else to see.