Mine eyes close black,
No light to pass them,
In the gloom I sit,
In Gods realm.
Sounds no more,
Stars talking to me,
In the gloom I sit,
Wanting to be free.
Pain, what pain,
Like never before,
In the gloom I sit,
Starring at the door.
Senses to be touched,
No feeling abounds,
In the gloom I sit,
Waiting to be found.
Superman I am not,
Weakness all around,
In the gloom I sit,
Nature has a frown.
Whence I once was,
Confident surpasses life,
In the gloom I sit,
Wishing for a wife.
Loneliness overcomes strife,
She is out there missing,
In the gloom I sit,
Come into the light.
At last.
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