Darkness falls heavily over my tortured soul. 
The weight of years past crushing the hope of days present. 
Viselike tendrils seep into my walls gripping an unguarded heart; 
ripping it from a shaky foundation.

Darkness invades, filling the hole once held by my heart. 
Oozing into every cavern, every crevice, pushing out the remaining sparks of light. 
Sorrow now rules sending a broken spirit down the tumultuous mountain of Inability.

Darkness sings its own mournful song. 
Eerie moans of lost souls join mine in the chorus that is Failure. 
Reaching with sickly fingers they pull me further into the abyss of Hell. 
Sirens sing, teeth gnash, sobs form tearless. 

There is no Hope. There is no Light. There is Nothing. 


1Jan2001