Lonesome Despair
By
Depression unfair,
Lonesome unwelcome.
Why this scare?
Why this cumbersome?
Alas everything is dark,
Life has lost its joy.
Quickly I stumble and fall
Just like the mighty
Where is this light?
Please show me!
Fill me with might
To embark on my destiny.
But in a troubled world
Where light is dim.
I falter in my path,
Everything is grim.
Everything is fading,
But then I try to grasp.
Memories are still fleeing,
Gone with a small gasp.
Nothing seems right,
Nothing makes sense.
No longer can I fight,
Shattered is my defense.
Confusion now seems,
The only thing true.
My option now,
Remain so few.
Is my life a dream,
Or are my dreams my life?
Where happiness exist,
Without any strife.
There must be a purpose,
For our living.
But what is it?
No answer seems appealing.
O, Darkness true
And forever present!
Tell, I beseech you,
Why are you forever consistent?
From my fears,
Tears are born.
And my fears come forth
From my tears.
Such is the cycle,
From fears to tears.
Constantly driving me mental,
Always this clear.
Falling, then falling,
But nothing to land on.
Such a void exists,
With no one to call upon.
Change seems to be occurring,
But I fear not for the best.
Inside me is stirring,
A monster I highly detest.
Dark are my thoughts,
The battle is over.
My best, I have fought,
But Darkness is the victor.
This may be over,
But the war is far from finished.
My hope still hovers,
But I feel forlornly
banished…