It stands there
Towering above this
Plummeting mess
That is me
Within myself...
Hard to face
Is the thought that
Someone muttered words once
Which banished all burden
Revived all smothered hope
Opened up my eyes...
Hard to face
Is the closing blind
Of a window of optimism...
My eyes are shutting
As it descends;
A blanket of bitterness
Swallowing me, this
Darkness upon me...
My soul retreats inside
My heart holds its breath
My life comes to that dreadful halt
Of bottomless heartache...
