Eulogy for the Lost

In this desolate cold world, I am forsaken I stand alone in the depths of despair A hidden portrait A ceaseless wonder of time Forbidden realm of dreams Will I ever become one with such place? Starlit skies smile upon me Seeping matter pulsates Beneath dark soil I awaken A sacred rite From which I rise As the suns rays die And my wings no longer fly Desperate I flail in the nothingness Held down, anxious, with no breath Consciousness fades away All light disappearing as day shall never break The opportunity has come and gone Feelings of bliss see no dawn Forthcoming displeasures so great Here, I meet my fate Beneath dark soil I awaken A sacred rite From which I rise The turning season To return The dark is waiting I perish I shall perish