Adrift On The Blackened Sea
Of Darkness And Doubt,
With Neither Compass
Nor Direction,
No Destination
Or Light…
Here
I Flounder Alone.
Desperately Cold,
Exhausted,
Forlorn.
Desolate Cries Unheard
By Human Ear,
My Soul
In Torturous Madness
Surveys
The Clashing
Inescapable Reality:
The Utter Hopelessness.
Phantom Sea Birds
Of Raven~Black
Dip And Soar,
As If To Taunt Me
Till My Bitter End.
Relentlessly,
They Cry
Their Phantom Songs~
Fiercely
Incessant
Echo Of An Innocence
Despite Affections Lost,
And
Dreams Abandoned,
My Final Resolve Is Clear:
There Is Nothing Now ...
Nothing~
Save The One
Precious
Fleeting Memory
Of LOVE
From Whence I Came.
By: Anathema
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