Well of Insight

Born into accursed sight Through water leading to rain The forethought of lonely nights Brings only tears to comfort the pain A deepening well of truth Opposite force of this disease Even though it just offers proof To why you should run from me The echoes of life’s disdain Whisper as I will sleep As I beg them to steal the shame The darkness begins to creep Two more days and I am awake Screaming in silent prayer As I beg myself to forsake The idea that I am scared But my suffering leads to more Through the tears I see again The isolation I so adore Is a song that will bring the rain