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An unfortunate journey |
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Through a bleak sea of |
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loneliness |
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I carved through the waves |
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of grief |
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In a black vastness of self |
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doubt |
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I have never felt so alone |
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So pitiful and wretched |
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and low |
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I'm tried by a terrible wind |
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The misery and the pains |
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blow |
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Fill my vast sails of ruin |
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Steer me toward a bleak end |
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A horizon of purples and |
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reds |
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The still waters of my |
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welcome end |
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The clouds of grey come |
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overhead |
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A storm will hunt me down |
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And rip the guts out of my |
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body |
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That I would surely drown |
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The unforgiving wind |
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searches |
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And lashes me like a whip |
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The self-pity overwhelms me |
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My heart sinks like a ship |
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Thrashing out at torment |
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and pain |
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The maddened sea engulfs |
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me |
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I let myself be swallowed up |
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The magnificent weight |
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upon me |
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Deeper I go, deeper down |
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Didn't think it could get any |
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blacker |
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The cold bites, the pressure |
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builds |
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I think I no longer matter |
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Can't tell if my eyes are open |
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or closed |
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The grieving waters swallow |
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The pain I'm in through my |
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life of sin |
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The Devil will doubtless |
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follow |
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Loneliness is agony |
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For those of you who know |
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A war of grief and sadness |
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rages |
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Through mind, body and |
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soul |
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When lovers die and |
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friendships fade |
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When kin all lie forgotten |
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The gates of agony spew |
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forth |
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Your memories, stinking |
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and rotten |
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So deep now I feel so numb |
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I'm ravaged by utter loss |
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The guilt, the grief, the |
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astounding pain |
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My body, they all will wash |
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I hope I ne'er return to life |
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Oh, Christ just let me go |
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Let death devour my Simple |
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soul |
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Lest my misery grow |
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I quietly leave. A lonely sight |
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Relieved of all my guilt |
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To join a wall of deepest |
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Hell |
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The Devil himself has built. |