Here In This Darkness Poem by DM W

Here in this darkness:
My forced prayers are futile.
There's only the ashes
Of yesterday's dreaming.

Here in this darkness:
The spectres of beauty,
Continue to call me,
But my Muse has fled the scene.

Here in this darkness:
I feel my lifetime's scars
And all those I've dismissed
From my cold kingdom of curses.

Here in this darkness:
Where love is a fable
And faith is a bad joke,
There's no hope of a new dawn.