Darkness lane

It seems to be the end of the line
Nowhere to go , and i bear no ensign.

The path has grown dark,
The shadows still withdraw
The darkness is so blinding ,
It has left me in awe.

I have lost all hope,
All signs of determination
All drowned under ,
My unaccountable fascination.

The world grieves away ,
As students will inherit ,
The skills and the standards ,
and to there name merits.

Engulfed in sorrow
Contemplation of Joy
For all unearthly effect
Life has become a toy.

Lost beneath years of shallow cry,
coming back to haunt me by.
I live but in the sands of time.
All i can do now is but copy and mime.

Breach of stature , no world behold
The stars are coming to reveal what they hold.
With miseries and sorrow untold,
Yet mystics wait as the elements unfold.

The solution then is simple thus,
And then again , illumination.
All realization dawns upon,
and repentance for thy faction.

Yet again we think ,
That darkness is but destroyed ,
With light's victory
The undead remain overjoyed.

Yet all these words they say
convey no meaning ,
No one but understands these words,
No one but the demeaning

Then again I count my claims,
There were so many who did the same
Many remained on top , recognition and fame.
But others like us continue down darkness lane.