Despair

A poem of soul-crushing despair. Composed of couplets in anapestic hexameter.

I feel barren and blank, like a hollowed out shell of the person I was
I don't care if I live, and it seems as though nobody does

All my loved ones are gone, either taken by death or far gone out of reach
My vitality's shriveled and dried, as though drained by a leech

I remembered the world all aglow, incandescent with infinite grace
It was only a dream, and a nightmare remains in its place

There's no light at the end of the tunnel, but only an infinite void
There is nothing to do but to wait until I am destroyed

I can feel no more hope, no more reason or drive, no more will to exist
This unshakeable urge to give in is too hard to resist

My resolve has been shattered, and lies beyond hope for repair
My foundation removed, I am sunk in a pit of despair

And I drown in this sorrowful sludge, not attempting to struggle or shout
All is lost: every hope, every dream, every light, has died out