# Special Exception: Connected Darkness

Author: Elian93
Tags: Grief, Poem, Poetry, Sad, Suicide, despair, loneliness, sadness

#8 of Short Stories: Suicidal Actions

A poem inspired by the several sad music pieces by Lucas King on YT. I hope you'll enjoy it and if you do, don't hesitate to rate it and perhaps comment on it!

My tears as river they dance  
Dreams and gleams lost at first glance  
Into the abyss they go  
Surely making my heart slow

I feel my feeble heart beats  
As I look at empty seats  
Something is supposed to be  
But grief gets the best of me

They are supposed to aid  
I should not be afraid  
Yet alone I sit in dread  
My hands slowly hope they shred

Piece by piece Death shreds my life  
Only I know my inner strife  
By true friends I am tamed  
Sad, Grief, Despair they are named

What does my name even mean?  
Something I haven't long seen  
The dark water flows over  
Smothering my green flower

The flower was dead anyway  
Back then I started to decay  
In memories I wander  
Trying to forget blunder

I made blunder in weakness  
All of this makes my darkness  
Now, I choose my only will  
Into the abyss as quill

I bid thee farewell on the behalf of nobody...

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/V1YlGpEn
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