• My life,
    A dull mix of black and gray,
    Surrounded by a frame in horrible disrepair,
    Torn, broken, smashed, from years of mistreatment,
    A painting of ebony hate and ashy despair,
    There is a bleak sea of hopelessness,
    Trapped in a large black box of horrible repetition,
    Covered in dark gray streaks of misunderstanding,
    Walls of fear close in on my hope,
    My hopeful emotions lost in a grim pit of gloom.
    I live at the bottom of the dismal sea of hatred,
    Drowning in anguish, gasping for hope,
    Above is a dark sky of society’s ugliness in which no life can survive,
    A dark, choking smoke of lifelessness hangs over the earth,
    Choking off any attempt to survive,
    Morbid blotches of destruction are everywhere,
    Clouds full of death and dread sit,
    A vile gray background of horrible pain,
    Through which no one can see me, let alone save me,
    I walk a path of fear and dismay, leading to a horizon of punishment,
    I am strangled by my own dread, circling through me like blood,
    Blood, which stains the canvas of my life,
    Death surrounds me like a thick mist,
    A shroud of inescapable fear hangs on my back,
    As black bats of horrible memories swarm around me,
    There is a sun, but it is gray, and sheds no light, gives no warmth,
    Gives no comfort, shows no mercy, has no grace, holds no happiness,
    I struggle through the black desert of loneliness,
    Nearly fainting from the heat of the hopelessness around me,
    Trapped inside myself,
    There is no escape,
    There is no chance,
    No hope,
    No light,
    Only misery.