UnderHope

Upon an empty grave I sit
To calm my relentless fears
In hopes of relieving this empty pit
From the times I have succumbed
To the rage inside, I've finally died
The vile monsters that kept me alive
Left me to hope for a place below
When I no longer see this world outside
Because in the ground I reside

I cling to the stone all cold and grey
Makes me think of younger day
Wishing to visit that place
When I  would laugh and sing
My throat's aching
I'm choking on all the thoughts
I wish they'd go away
So in this pit I wouldn't stay

The mist of night has settled in
Words of past come lumbering in
All creatures of the dark
Come to me feed on me  
Putting me in icy grasp
Until my life, I no longer clasp
And finally I drift off to bed
All torture of this world
No longer suffering in my head