Oh Dark night,
you cover me with your despair.
Oh, note of sorrow,
it is with you that I am home.
What recourse can there be?
I have failed,
Once more I am short.
Nothing works,
No joy is found,
No thing brings me up.
And yet, you were there first.
You’re eyes laid upon me,
With a pounding heart
You held me.
You held me.
Thoughts of life,
Thoughts of hope,
Thoughts of me.
And now, where have they gone?
I am frustration,
I am pain,
I am disappointment.
There are none like me.
It is I,
The black eye you can never hide.
And so I sit.
I rest in turmoil and sadness,
Hoping one day
You hold me with a pounding heart.
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