------Song from the Dark------

Again I choose the road not taken
with the pathway most forsaken
grown with shards of broken dreams
haunted by unearthly screams
which sing a twisted melody
of a darkened parody
Life that's empty, dull and shallow
fertile soil but left to fallow

Shadows cover hopes dim beacon
as my self-esteem doth weaken
some promise made in springtime's bloom
vanquished to a hellish tomb
cold and dark , a life now wasted
simple pleasures left untasted
love abandoned, unfulfilled
disappointment's poison pill

Life's contentment left forlorn
impaled by stark depression's thorn
days and nights forever tainted
with the pain grotesquely painted
upon the canvas of my soul
no eyes but mine to ere behold
under cold and cloudy skies
pleading for my heart's demise

a mirror of my life's reflection
an image which defies detection
built on sands of desperation
sinking in man-made frustration
to suffer such eternal woe
a cloudless sky, I'll never know 
no angels song but raven's dirge
will rid this vile, demonic scourge