a melancholy malady, has taken over me
a melody of memories, haunting my mind
sinful reproach I am guilty
the sadness builds within
and sorrow sings to the hurt
aching lament, is to know my honesty
culted understanding, I am one with the darkness
in the shadows I dwell
collecting madness from the bleak
lullabies of the damned
seems they alone know me
sacred trust, they keep my secrets close
hidden need, will not stumble
seeking the light I falter
sinking into the abyss, I gladly drown
tranquility mine
in the depths I am welcomed
Powerfully penned, Brenda. Another excellent write with lots of layers my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
thank you dearest Damian most graciously I’m happy the layers spoke to you revealing themselves ❤️