bereft

the walls, the walls are closing in
and I still married to my sin
cast my gaze into the night
not for me a heaven’s light
and torn apart with grief and woe
my soul has nowhere else to go
but sit and fester in the dark
and feed once more the Devil’s mark
bought and paid for with the pain
of those whose trusted me in vain
for I can turn a pretty phrase
while all around me is ablaze
and with a smile present a lie
that will pass the keenest eye
but such I am and can’t complain
when forced to carry my own pain
just pray somehow that I may cope
with a world bereft of hope

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