Isolated, trapped in a dark abyss, Remained under her lulled admonition; Never wished to depart, but to depress, Grieve then be stiff, yielded in damnation.
Cut off away from the world’s speed of light, Off she choked a too petty eulogy; Swore never to venture off from its sight, Deprive hope, ****** apathy with elegy.
The dark poet’s ode continues to cruise, Spills & spreads to her frail soul like poison; Intoxicate & numbs her as a bruise, Nullifies every positive motion.
Go better off now, my little sweet one, The world has just locked away your sunshine; Forget about help, you’re banished & gone, Sleep it all away, not one can outshine.
This poem was written when my "dark poet" self appeared.