Fabricated words still linger
in the alcoves of my soul
torment and despair wreak havoc
obsidian gloom swallows me whole.
truth stabs at my heart
twisting its sadistic blade
condemned to a hell all my own
every shattered breath replayed.
hopelessness washes over me in waves
pain like a knife wounds deep
melancholy melody of longing
sings its siren song as I weep.