As I lay here
In this necropolis
I fear the silence
That draws ever near

Lonliness drives me to the edge
This solitude embraces my insanity
As the silence allows
This mind upon thoughts to dredge

Darkness comsumes my sight
As I shiver upon this crypt
Slowly going insane
These thoughts entice the fright

Screams echoing across the decrepit land
Billowing from this terrified soul
My mind drives the madness
Upon which fears lay at hand

Of life
Of despair
Of what else there is
Of strife

The screams slowly subside as if slain
By the wails of the defunct
This soul being left alone
Slowly dying from this maddening pain

Tommy B.