Eulogy Of A Dark Poet, By The Dark Poet Byron

Eulogy Of a Dark Poet

Many years i have survived
fighting for my right to write
but now i see the truth of things
that all i am will disappear

You may wonder why i changed
why my rhymes no longer feel
but all i was has died away
and all thats left is just my name

The man that was has gone away
I do not fight to save myself
I have no words to change the stars
so now i write these final words

and say goodbye to my cruel world.
and find the rest for my weary soul
there is no heart inside this shell
for in its state it has no beat

So i will lay down in the ground
and tell the story of my life
of all i was and dreamed to be
but its nothing more than my memories...

A final Poem By The Dark Poet Byron.
I'm so tired, I dnt want to stay awake anymore.
I'm ready for it, that final darkness. just let me be free...
Free of my eternal misery in this shell i call my life.
Just let me die for heavens sake, I'm begging you, just let me die....