Beauty In The Ruins

The blackness
infernal emptiness
captures your soul
drags you down to despair

Do you really need to suffer here
or is it your brain
betraying you
blocking out reason

Damn the spirit that grieves
it serves no useful purpose
taking us on an illicit voyage
cutting our throats at sunrise

Your tears ought to be illegal
drenching the moonlight
destroying all vision
decaying the dream

Sabotage destiny
until faith is shattered
and I witness
beauty in the ruins