In the darkest corners of my mind #743133

In the darkest corners of my mind,
Where shadows dance and secrets hide,
I delve into the depths of despair,
In search of solace, but find only snare.

The night unfolds its ebony wings,
As melancholy melodies the darkness sings,
A symphony of sorrow, a mournful tune,
An elegy for a soul lost too soon.

In this labyrinth of twisted thoughts,
Where pain resides and hope is naught,
I navigate the corridors of my soul,
Haunted by memories that take their toll.

The ink spills like blood upon the page,
Words become daggers, my heart the stage,
I bleed emotions, a crimson cascade,
Aching wounds that will never fade.

The moon weeps silver tears above,
A witness to this tragic love,
A love that consumes, a love that kills,
A love that suffocates, a love that chills.

In the mirror's reflection, a hollow face,
Eyes devoid of light, a vacant space,
A fragile vessel, cracked and worn,
A fragile mind, shattered and torn.

Oh, darkness, my constant companion,
Embrace me in your arms, the abyss I summon,
For in this realm of shadows and pain,
I find solace, and I am whole again.

But in the depths, a flicker of light,
A glimmer of hope, a fleeting respite,
For even in darkness, there lies a spark,
A chance to heal, a chance to embark.

So I write these verses, these words of woe,
To purge my demons, to let them go,
In the darkness, I find my voice,
A poet's soul, forever my choice.