As
I lay here
In this necropolis
I fear the silence
That draws
ever near
Lonliness drives me to the edge
This solitude
embraces my insanity
As the silence allows
This mind upon
thoughts to dredge
Darkness comsumes my sight
As I shiver
upon this crypt
Slowly going insane
These thoughts entice the
fright
Screams echoing across the decrepit land
Billowing
from this terrified soul
My mind drives the madness
Upon which
fears lay at hand
Of life
Of despair
Of what else there
is
Of strife
The screams slowly subside as if slain
By
the wails of the defunct
This soul being left alone
Slowly
dying from this maddening pain
Tommy B.