Darkness

Darkness

Like a leaf in winter,

Tarnishes my character

As a single light by my window attempts to fill me with hope

As I start my tale

Of

Sorrow of being alone

Grief at the loss of a

All on the edge of my pen

As I write

This tale

I

Shudder at the things I have come to

Mock existence at its truest form

The single light of hope all at once burns out