A slow heartbeat makes its way,
Shadows of the day cover the sky,
Sounds of the night lurk in the shades,
Swallowed by the dark is the fleeting light;
Broken hearts weep emotions of lost love,
Tears of souls tortured and torn,
Skins pierced by swords bloody and sharp,
Cries in the subtle sobs of silent songs;
A scythe of grim demise ends a life,
Happy moments turn to sad memories,
Anguish engulfs another smile,
Sorrow sings a melody of hateful mockery;
Rescue me from the pits of hurt,
Fires of screams and scorching flesh,
Dungeon of scarring words;
Please, I beg. Save my last breath.
Worded Sorrow 