The Eyes of the Shadowbard

Eyes blurred from the light of the divine,
To dumb to remember the days of glee I once knew,
To numb to feel the warmth of the loving touch of another,
Falling through the cracks of the living I find emptiness where memories hid,
Finding only solace in the darkness of the shadows that surround my thoughts,
Feeling the hurt of a wounded heart that falls to the dark,
Stairing down through the alabaster orbs of a shell I use to reside in,
Trapped the last memory I shared with the love and hate,
For ever laying in the unmarked grave the hate put me in,
No thoughts left to think except one,
Who will fall next to the love and hate the man has created,
Man has done this to me,
Man are the ones who created the plague that has no remedy,
And with this plague on one thing can be guaranteed to the innocents it consumes,
The compulsory inevitability that death will come too soon to usher in a new world of Misery.