Abyssal clouds, of sunken shade,

Such memories,

A constant fade.

I bellow for it to return to me,

But all I see is a drunken fantasy.

Forever lost, of something meant to be.

always remember to love yourself no matter what.

the tree sulks
leaves fly in the sky
the world turns grey

I've lost myself.
what hope is there for this tortured soul,
for this toxic mind?
for this heart is as black as coal.

on this onyx coloured night
I lay in my  bed,
filled with fright.
and as the moon sits by my window
I weep, I weep, I weep...

What am I?
Compared to the grand scale of things,
What am I?
For Whom do I exist?

as the crows circle above,
as the flower sulks in gloom,
as sky turns gray,
and as my words begin to decay
I gaze into the abyss of my impending doom .