Melancholy, to feel nothing but sadness <br />A normal room once bright turned black and silent <br />Alone, to hide and discover my visions while awake <br />These dreams appear in front of my eyes <br />What could have been, to see the better world <br />Creation of a false happiness, a pretend paradise <br />An artificial rapture, live in this world instead <br />I trade my tears and blood, hoping this world will become reality <br />Failure, the real world becomes more painful every day <br />I hate this, an addictive urge to keep feeding the circle <br />Complete despair, eternal nothingness, <br />This realm of false joy is my only sanctuary<br /><br />Michael Robertson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tears-falling-into-the-darkness/
