52. Dark Night of the Soul
Words become empty Company becomes hollow Life becomes dread Becoming a living dead With nothing that can be said When the heart no longer follows Only being accompanied by misery Forever drowning in the sea of suffering Refracting the violent storm Wreaking havoc among the vulnerable With no place to hide But within their own miserable lies Of their thoughts projection For protection Nothing but an honest misconception But the devil breaks the facade Haunting you with a smile Of the dark that will never fade