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by what living does Feb 21, 2011 category : Sadness, depression / other
Darkness is the ever end, No Light is left in me to lend,My heart be gripped in eternal winter ice, To keep contained a dreadful vice.In times long past I was with light, Until those dark and dreary nights, Locked within a heart gone foul, I hid beneath a frightful cowl.The Darkness seeped within my soul, Repulsed at first but I paid the toll, The Light did flee my fearful form, And the beast into which I have transformed.No emotions light my cold and dying eyes, And I no longer fear the monsters cries, He and I are one at last, No one a final merciful line to cast.They may never sense my passing, Those I wished to call my friends, I shall surely fade to shadows, Where I truly do belong.Memories will dull and fade, My heart rent as if by blade,Darkness creeps and all is stark, What creature awaits me in the dark?