Spirit of the abandoned

A season of darkness,
Among the shadows,
I walk alone,
In desperation i am bleeding,
The cold winter of my soul.

Painted,
Towards,
The dying,
Sun,
This land,
Of eternal,
Desolation,
Abandoned by ancient wisdoms,
Once a glorious,
Entity,
Now embraced,
By silence,
I feel,
So,
Cold.

My hope is fading away,
Emptiness covering,
My body.

Here i lay gazing the weeping moon,
In the darkest skies,
So alone,
Alone.

If only i could,
Feel her embrace,
Before i enter,
The world,
Beyond,
Sinking into eternal,
Sleep,
Oh my bleeding,
Soul.

Sinking,
Into,
The,
Obscure,
Away,
From a,
Tragic,
Existance,
Hear my,
Cry,
As i,
Die.