Pm₇

The dark has come,
slowly,
but surely,
encroaching

I cannot see,
my eyes,
succumbed to
the sadness

Towards the light!
I hear
a voice of
my reason

There is no light.
Responds,
despairing,
broken heart

Life chugs along,
unstopped,
goals are set,
but joy lost

I stand and fight,
proudly,
inside fear
takes over

The dark had come,
I've lost,
my lungs filled,
mind shattered