{"sf1_id":552826,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Forlorn","author":"EjRkar","words":145,"posted_at":"2013-06-18T21:39:00.000Z","tags":["Metal","Rock"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/552826-forlorn","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/552826","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=552826\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"The clock strikes twelve.   \nThe echo rings.   \nIt chimes, it tolls, and of memories it does sing.   \nOf past success or recent failure.   \nLove, lust, or simply pleasure.   \nAs the hours tick by ever so slow.   \nI can't help but wonder where I will go.   \nCertainly forward, never looking back.   \nBut thoughts soon cease as I fade to black.  \nDark shadows cast and demons creep.   \nMy descent into madness, now complete.   \nTrapped and imprisoned in my own head.   \nSo full of pain, so full of dread.   \nSo alone. So afraid.  \nWithout you, I am unmade.  \nI grasp and cling to the shards that remain.  \nBut in the end it's all the same.  \nBroken, beaten, scarred.   \nYou never tried too hard.  \nWith every broken heart,   \nI had lost before the start.  \nYou are my sicknes, my weakness, my pain.  \nHow I wish for it all again.  \n  \n  \n\n"}