Deep, Dark Void
A poem of a very deep loss.
I have never felt like emo,
And I don't care much for goth,
If I should choose to hide among the shadows,
It's because my heart is lost.
If solitude's my only friend,
Then hope must be my nemesis,
So I shall flee it's torment,
And take refuge in my loneliness.
My only friend deserted me,
To face this wicked world alone,
My memories became my sanctuary,
My thoughts are now my home,
I dwell behind my own mind's eye,
Where I can reign as King,
Where I can fortify myself away,
From the misery that love brings.
My shadows stem from deep despair,
My candle flicker is dull,
I have no dreamlike illusions anymore,
All hope is void and null.
I just sit and watch my sands of time,
As they pass through the glass,
Waiting for the very last grain,
To release me from this mess.
I no longer hanker to love's allusion,
All reference, I have destroyed,
I have no longing to start again,
My love won't be redeployed,
It rests upon its laurels,
It has given up the ghost,
For my heart could never love again,
When I have lost the one I loved the most.
My thoughts are full of epitaphs,
Such sad and solemn psalms,
Mourning words for broken hearts,
To help them calm the storms,
That rage within a grieving soul,
And rack a mind with pain,
These words of death, so comforting,
To a love that has been slain.
Oh let me sleep for eternity,
Let death become my friend,
Let Old Father Time come for me,
And end this life of pain,
Redeem my sins of solitude,
Leave them like my love, ...destroyed,
Consign me to oblivion's catacombs,
And let me join the deep, dark void.
And I don't care much for goth,
If I should choose to hide among the shadows,
It's because my heart is lost.
If solitude's my only friend,
Then hope must be my nemesis,
So I shall flee it's torment,
And take refuge in my loneliness.
My only friend deserted me,
To face this wicked world alone,
My memories became my sanctuary,
My thoughts are now my home,
I dwell behind my own mind's eye,
Where I can reign as King,
Where I can fortify myself away,
From the misery that love brings.
My shadows stem from deep despair,
My candle flicker is dull,
I have no dreamlike illusions anymore,
All hope is void and null.
I just sit and watch my sands of time,
As they pass through the glass,
Waiting for the very last grain,
To release me from this mess.
I no longer hanker to love's allusion,
All reference, I have destroyed,
I have no longing to start again,
My love won't be redeployed,
It rests upon its laurels,
It has given up the ghost,
For my heart could never love again,
When I have lost the one I loved the most.
My thoughts are full of epitaphs,
Such sad and solemn psalms,
Mourning words for broken hearts,
To help them calm the storms,
That rage within a grieving soul,
And rack a mind with pain,
These words of death, so comforting,
To a love that has been slain.
Oh let me sleep for eternity,
Let death become my friend,
Let Old Father Time come for me,
And end this life of pain,
Redeem my sins of solitude,
Leave them like my love, ...destroyed,
Consign me to oblivion's catacombs,
And let me join the deep, dark void.
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