Despair, no stranger, now rests upon my left breast,
Familiar companion to each pulsing beat,
A dim dawn descends, buoyant light now faded,
Days stretch in torturous slowness,
Past memories' burn, a scourge to sanity,
Nestled at hand, a sea of unparalleled sorrow.
This demise wields its sword swiftly,
Each strike leaves rich scars, devouring with hunger,
No mercy in this realm as death spurns all pleas,
A harrowing hell, each wail a truth to heed.
