Bitter truth

Into the dark I pour out my heart  
As eternal night once again falls
Upon my wretched soul, clothing me  
In a thick blanket of bleak despair,  
Its relentless and merciless grip
Driving out all hope and happiness.

Once more I am alone, sorrowful
And far away from the one I love,  
The promise of a future together
No more than a hollow mockery,
A cruel jest by malignant fate,
Leaving me to weep pathetic tears.

We said we wanted to share our lives,  
That apart we could not be happy  
Filling a void in our emptiness,
But that was merely wishful thinking,  
And our naïve faith in endless joy  
Was no more than cruel delusion.

Days of bleak emptiness lie ahead  
As I travel the arid deserts
Of loneliness in bitter sorrow,
An outcast on the scrap heap of life.  
I do not blame her for my sad fate,  
Merely grieve over her departure.

Yet just one word would light up my life,  
Restoring colour to my grey world.  
I will never cease from loving her,  
From now until the end of my days,  
And the sweet memory of our love,  
Will always be a precious jewel.

In my torment I can no longer
Distinguish the wild imaginings
Of my sick mind from reality.
I am the author of my own pain,
Whilst she is always kind and faithful
Her promises eternally true.

I pray she will forgive my trespass
Against her sweet generosity,
For her heart is a constant centre,
The firm rock upon which my turmoil
Breaks in waves of inner anguish,
Lacerating my troubled mind.

My only hope of returning joy
Lies with her generosity of heart,
And through her strength alone can we know  
The delight we had in former times,
When together on silver moonbeams
We danced as we flew among the stars.