Despair - Poem

In the shadow's grasp, where light has wilted,

Savage unbound despair goes unrefuted,

Haunting melodies within our souls,

A cacophony of sorrows,

It creeps and weave through weary hearts,

Quiet whispers turned to deafening wails,

Grief's touch, a cold hand upon warm skin,

Eliciting uncontrollable tears from within.

In twilight's embrace, despair takes form,

A beast that gnaws upon hope's fragile face,

It feeds on dreams deferred and love misplaced,

Yet within despair's unyielding grip,

A glimmer of hope exists,

For deep within the darkest night,

Shines a spark that ignites.

Let us not succumb to the despairing current,

But stand against its winds and tides,

For within the deepest depths of our despair,

Comes a character pure and fair.