The Dungeon of Despair
Your whole world has plunged into darkness
Your life has become a sorry mess
You feel hemmed in by that wall of stones
While the damp of despair swamps your bones
Rats prowl in the corners of your mind
Never and nowhere peace can you find
All outside walk, joyful in their sun
Blind to the mental pain you are on
In your maze you're totally confined
Each regret heavily underlined
Sardonic Death crooking his finger
Beckons you no longer to linger
He offers gas, drugs, drowning or rope
Markers of that final loss of hope
His door swings open. At his invite
Will you walk through into blissful night?
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