I stare at the darkness,
Blankly and hopeless,
Trying to find a refuge,
From the unending,
Torture-like loneliness,
Overwhelming, while overpowering,
My feeble-turned heart,
A trait hard to disguise,
Even in the darkening day,
Which feels like an eternity,
Of abject melancholy,
While anxiously,
Awaiting my salvation,
Which hopefully is on the horizon,
Far above the infernal darkness,
Past the vast wilderness,
Of mere fantasy,
To a world of absolute ecstasy-
A true solace,
I fervently desire,
As am imprisoned,
Without a secret to surpass,
The biting darkness,
And find my way out.
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