• As darkness falls, so do I,
    into despair, my tears I cry,
    for life is void and nill to me,
    dead am I? Or so it seems,
    at least to me it feels that way,
    to never see the light of day,
    in the dark I try to hide,
    the emptyness I feel inside,
    a shadow of my former self,
    within my walls, do I need help?
    Will anyone come to my aid,
    or will I die with all my pain?
    Now as I walk the night alone,
    to wander and to roam,
    with only the moon to light my way,
    my path is gone, but I can't stay.
    I know not where I'm bound to be,
    but for now I take my leave,
    never knowing what lies ahead,
    will I survive or will I be dead?
    As I roam the dark of night,
    wishing that I could take flight,
    to leave this place of despair,
    where would I go? I do not care,
    as long as I am far away,
    so I may try another day,
    to find the path I need to roam,
    that will lead me to my 'true' home. ~fin~