I live in darkness,
Withdrawn from modern life.
My mind was full of negativity,
my mood depressed.
I can relate to the melancholic poets,
And the vestigial literate of Edgar Allen Poe.
These lost souls are misunderstood,
This is not a quest for evil,
but a search for positive energy.
I will come out of this stronger,
wiser, more sympathetic.
I feel so restrained by modernity,
by the pressure to conform and be admired.
I had to dare losing my life
to realize how precious it is.
I am now fully restored,
a mantle of darkness shrouds me.
I see the world in a crystal clear vision.
Tears of blood drip from my eyes,
A memory of the anguish I endured.
A bright new spirit guides me,
But the darkness will always be there,
To remind me how bright these days are.
