John 11:35 Jesus wept.
In the Catacombs of Lonely
The darkest despair, fills the air
In the catacombs of lonely.
I claw my way to find the day
A freshness for me only.
A solitary face adorns the walls
Desolation my sole friend
I carry chains of emptiness
That will never come to an end.
Deserted am I, to sit and cry
My tears that no one hears.
Abandoned is all call to love
Fills me with unwarranted fears.
The deepest despair has filled the air
In the catacombs of lonely
The mottled cape o’er me draped
As if it’s for me only.