~The End~

I walked softly on the burrial ground
A secret torment always unsaid
A love that glares hard on the heavens
These hungry souls are starved and bled
There were no reasons left to carry
No right, no allowance to carry on
We lowered our eyes to the frail construct
Hope, it is forgotten and gone
I scarcely admit to myself
Nothing feeds a comfort in me
Never knowing the chains that rattle
Until they keep me from a dream
I am long tormented
Into indifference to stay in myself
I do not know a place called home
And often wonder of place called hell
I'll keep until the sirens wake me
I'll hold my fists until you stand before
My tears waiting for the rest to dry
and then I will cry
When I am at long last no longer cared for

NICE

Excellent write ronin. I can relate to this one well.