I welcome despair!

Shrouded by doubts, darkened at heart,

Discarded, Broken, Shattered, Starved

For love as, solitary, I lied there

To be devoured by you, I welcome despair.

I have been tormented by illusion called hope,

Tired of chasing dreams that elope

Leaving my spirit torn so I can no longer recover,

So I wait to be united with you, I welcome you despair.

Light at the end of an abyss is success,

To be viewed and dreamt but never accessed,

And thus my surrender to failure is fair,

I quit futile attempts to convalesce, as I welcome despair.

Calmly, I drown in the sea of pessimism,

No more disappointments, I make no efforts, I have no dreams.

No reasons to pray, no stories to share

With a sealed fate I fare, since I welcomed despair.

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