Hopeless and Torment

Hopeless and Torment

Bared soul like naked flesh

Stripped of everything without rest

Walking in a dark, crooked path

Carrying a burden that is full of wrath

Alone in the world with nothing to see

All is void except misery

Everything is uncertain

And darkness falls like a curtain



Is there any salvation for thy poor soul?

Or will it rot and turn into a ghoul?

Would there be light to fight the darkness?

Or will thy soul succumb to sadness?



Will thy soul escape from all the torment?

And be able to savor that moment?

Or the world will remain still and cold?

And thy soul left with nothing to hold?