Dark
I’m left alone,
In this deep, dark hole.
When stuck in darkness,
Is my deserted soul.
I’m left with no faith,
Nor help, nor trust.
Everything is gone, it’s been turned to dust.
People say I deserve it.
Do you think so too?!
Tell me, I’ll handle it,
After all, bitter things are true.
Within me I hear voices,
Shrieks, screaming and crying.
My soul is being haunted,
I can feel it all darkening.
And something tries to dwell,
In this heart of sorrows.
A dim light tries to strive,
And, another hope for tomorrow…
Copyright © Dark Queen Mh | Year Posted 2015
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