The Forsaken

In the darkness we are made

Of the shadows we wait,

Waiting for the sweet savory liquid life,

Granting eternal slumber to the fading.

We are the Forsaken

But in my shrouds of elegy I skulk,

Watching laughing lovers kiss with tenderness,

With a love I shall never have, never feel.

For in the end,

My tainted tears are all I have.

Pain is my friend

Abjection is my enemy

Time is my gift

Immortality is my curse

And Death is my cure

I am forever the Forsaken.