Alone Poem by DL Mondays

Alone amidst a crowded room…
A place of death that cradles doom…
A dungeon where no roses bloom…
A room where in lone hearts go bloom…

This feeling mine so dark and blue…
That death cheers up forever’s due…
A life of mine where black will hue…
Will lead me lost without a clue…

To life one’s end that’s running near…
I’ll make a light so deep sincere…
A spark so bright and crystal clear…
But none will see this love within…