melancholy's melancholy

 
in my morose mood I capture honesty
in darkened tones, create
it is with pure unadulterated hurt I coax the truth

in my malaise I am real
the lies drop away and you meet my sadness
sorrow comes forward and embraces my soul

it is melancholy who knows me
in my solemn thoughts I am well known
neediness in mortal love
I am shy to admit so I do without it
it hurts to feel anything so powerful
but the reality is there none the less

I conquer my ghosts
just to have the dead rise again
winsome loneliness presents itself
I can't simply usher it away

it is an utter disenchantment with life
looking for fascination and being denied
in my hollow places empty
reaching for the light among shadows

condemnation for the damned