Lament

A darkness nought can penetrate,
Abyss of purely desperate thoughts
The hollow dreams and piercing screams
Haunting consciousness and dreams
Though as they take and aim to break
Rising waters fill this lake
No cares ensnared shall ever bear
The fruits of this dense disrepair.

Limbo’s languishing lament,
A callous, cutting, crushing tide
That strips the bones and sears the skins
As we are all the same within
Where one would wield a weathered knife
With which to flay away a life
The experts in the room agree;
The mind creates death’s symphony.