My Lament

I am a terrible person, with only feelings of sorrow.


Overwhelmed with regrets from yesterday & for tomorrow.


I wish for happiness, but only for reality to be silent.


I work for happiness, but only to be given mistreatment.


Flames of darkness consume my soul.


I understand nothing on the whole.


Finding others for comfort, an impossible task.


I hide my hideous face behind a mask.


Scorned, I am, & forgotten by all.


Mourned, I will not be, for it seems to be the law.


I have feelings of love.


But I am undeserving of.


I am fated to stay alone, even if I please others.


Others will not moan, as they will be with their lovers.


I allow others to use me for purposes of haze.


But I can never receive any praise.


Ungrateful fools; wretched they be.


Lucky ghouls; at least they are free.


Quite a horrible tragedy.


Perhaps it's a sort of macabre comedy.


There are those who say I am handsome.


Those who say that must be being held for ransom.


I know not why I was made.


All I know is that I'm afraid.


Crossing the threshold of the world was a mistake.


No one will ever understand my heart ache.


My lament of innocence will fall on deaf ears.


My descent of dissonance will be with tears.


Is there a chance for at friendship at least?


I believe not, as I am a forgotten beast.


This is my lament.


I am filled with torment.


I will be in the darkness.


My life all but aimless.


I await my fated meeting with Death.


I slowly draw my breath.


The forest is covered in shadow.


I finally arrive at the meadow.


There is but only one destination


My existence, it is one of aggravation.


I will not be missed.


I have never been kissed.


The end is nigh.


None will cry.


I pray that no one will suffer the same fate as I.


I say that the ones who have friends have no reason to cry.


The shadow is coming from the bend.


Perhaps I can be his friend.


Farewell.