The Reason, A poem By The Dark Poet Byron

The Reason

I have often pondered the reason
The reason for my life
So simple in it simplicity
The meaning to my life

Was there a reason for my pain?
Or a purpose to my lies
Are the sacrifices made?
Enough to save my life

In my darkness I found light
And in my fear I found content
In my solitude is peace
And I no longer feel regret.

So I have often pondered the reason
The choices I have made
To give up that which I love most
Just to see her smile again.

You may ask me for the reason
An account of days gone by
Such a words are simply fickle
Or simply secretes I must disguise

So I take leave of my given life
And retire to the night
For I am the one who is many
A lord of eternal night

A poem by
The Dark Poet Byron
Some secrets are best kept hidden, some truths concealed from light. In my shadows there is life. Which no one can understand. So I'll walk this path of shadow and be bound for the sake of love.
Dedicated to the memory of one who is lost. The Mistress Of my passion.