The cradle of despair. The ever-winter air. Is anybody there, Beneath this dreadful moon Evoking thirst for tears? I'm screaming - no one hears. I breathe the same old fear That I'll be dying soon. My soul strays and hovers, My heart is under covers, My lonely secret lovers - The clouds and the sea - Can grant me no salvation Within my heart's temptation. In this dilapidation I see no way to flee.
Very nice. It's like a rap poem. Although it isn't in real meter form, I still think it's good. Unique
