Every so often I feel the need to put prose to paper so I think I'll do it here. More at a later date.
Rebirth from Solitude
Once more i have to stand all alone.
In an empty room to make my own.
Everyone has gone and left me.
I fear that i will never break free.
Lost in solitude left to my grim fate.
Never gonna rise to take that bait.
Depression may leave a wicked burn.
Yet the wheel of time will always turn.
Maybe a death by cleansing fire.
Will eventually set free this sinful liar.
Just for now i will have to say goodbye.
Till the angels scream and the devils cry.