Lonely World

Cold, lonely world,
Land that time forgot.
You speak to me in the cold
Whispering tones of death.

I lay here lifeless and alone,
Not trembling, not breathing.
No blood runs thru these veins,
No breath runs thru these lungs.

Death, my lover, I seek refuge
In thine cold embrace.
Lips of ice and stone, here;
Take thee my final kiss.

Lonely world, lost abandoned soul,
Seeking refuge in the dark abyss.
What happens now that I've found,
An empty place to sit and wait.

Sadness runs through this heart and soul;
A fist clenched in fury and pain.
Lonely world, abandoned;
Lonely world thrown away.

--by Arwyn