The Grandeur of Melancholy

Submerging into the depths of poisoned despondency The magnificence of loneliness wandering… Emptiness, solitude the familiar paths of long ago Brining a sigh a cry to the eyes of cold For the world is empty and cold a lonely soul One spirit among many roaming essences in the trees The forest gathers the sadness the sorrow lingers… Overwhelming catharsis almost beautiful in its splendor A revelation of all things lost and forgotten Forgotten paths, ruined faces only traces of sentience For the feeling is gone just numbness remains This domain of nothingness devours omnipresent existence The last cynic smile now broken all hope is lost now Hurting the healing no longer continues… But what about the forests embrace do you remember her? All those years of comfort now gone… You will always be alone…