The Carnage of Soul's

I'm crying alone, while midnight wanes. And the Carnage of Soul's, are all that remains. My Darling has expired, She called it her fate. And the carnage of souls are all that remains. She was hooked on pain pills, and drinking again. She could not, She would not, had no will to abstain. "How dare you say it, mister, You know I'm not to blame." Now the Carnage of Soul's, are all that remains. Scenes of shattered dream's, as gray fog on the mire. She paid the final cost, spiraled higher and higher. Just like a night moth, that's enticed by the fire, She danced with the flame's, and crashed in the pyre. Scenes of shattered Dream's as gray fog on the mire. I must try to go on, though I'm lost in a maze. All reasoning gone, emotions unreined Search of what's left, feel nothing but rage. No willing control, the thoughts still sustained, Never far, ever near, yet again and again. I see it all unravel, Like, a snapped steel chain. The Carnage of Souls, These Words can't explain. This is about My Darling, my Wife. Alcoholism and Drug addiction are insidious things, Always one more hit, one more sniff, one more drink. one more pill. This happened a long time ago.