10 February 2008

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