Nights of Solitude

Nights of Solitude

the darkness closes 'round me
as i sit in silent, dreary solitude
the ebony tells of secrets
of lives long passed
that matter now to no one but myself
and it wraps me in a cold blanket of obsidian
i find comfort in its touch
and peace in its serenity
its nothingness
and i sit in solitude
and wonder how i got here
and why i'm happy here
in the blackness
and it envelopes me in its sweet embrace
and i give in to the black
and let this weary soul just fade away