In darkness, I have walked alone,
Where there's no ear to hear me groan.
I search for hope on weakened legs—
A friend who'll lift my arms of stone.
My eyes are drawn to shades of gray,
Not crimson lips with which to play.
Beyond the rain and somber clouds,
I see no blue, just walls of clay.
I lie alone to reminisce
About the things I often miss.
But then the thoughts begin to fade,
And I am back at my abyss.
I fret about the years gone by,
And then my heart begins to cry.
This lightless cell has kept me blind;
Its hold on me, I will defy!
Although I'm weak, I rise to fight
Against the angst that comes at night.
I long to see the smile of dawn
As she wakes up, adorned in white.