The Grace of the Dark

I had hoped to hear a voice That was familiar Now this isolation Is bearing down on me I should remain still Where all is quiet There is nothing to remember I won't wait Or hope For days To come I can let it go This is a promise to keep As I stay below Into the dark I will be free On death's path The grayscale is weak Utmost pain I will never feel again Utmost pain I will never feel again There is nothing to remember I won't wait Or hope For days To come I can let it go This is a promise to keep As I stay below Into the dark I will be free On death's path The grayscale is weak Utmost pain I will never feel again Utmost pain I will never feel again As I stay below

Submitted by johnmansley — Nov 16, 2025