Happy Birthday

Watch me be alone again
as they all go away again
watch the world crash down again
descend to the depths of madness.

Gripping sorrow to swallow me whole
all my broken pieces from this empty vessel;
Even the night sky is black,
like the darkness consuming me from within-
no moon, no stars, no light of hope.

Tomorrow I turn 22-
and yet how can I celebrate?
my whithered soul is old and grey,
shrouded in the darkness of this life.

Give light to my heart,
some glimmer of hope in my night sky;
for without I shall sleep in death,
the accursed slumber of my lost soul.

Written by Rachel 27/12/2006