The Pursuit Of Light Lies In Despair

Darkness and mystique encompasses my dreary room

Gathering cobwebs lace my fingers when I touch it

The blackness, the bleakness, the enigmatic, this tomb 

Thick slabs of timber bolted down, making it unlit 

With rusting nails to make glum last

The isolation, the exclusiveness, the haze

A dusky veil, so large, so vast

No amount of scrunching can show me Light's ways

And there I stand and there I'm trapped – left here only to grow

The Darkness And Deficiency And Sunless Eclipse 

No one can ever know