Instilled Lament

I am feeling dark.

Thoughts of death come to mind.

Malice, hatred, and joy are intertwined.

The light vanishes; Not a flicker remain.

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The joys of life turn bleak.

Everything reduced to nothing.

Ashes ashes, dust to dust.

Even iron turns to rust.

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So much black, not a hint of white.

Blind or not, there is no difference.

Despair is found, radiance is lost.

So much darkness, no sign of life.

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Death has begun, life has ceased.

Eternal fall, deep abyss.

Wails of emptiness fill the air.

Not one escape.

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“God has forgotten me”