Scorn
A cover of darkness,
facing my fear.
To erase my memories,
that I hold dear.

To succumb to this madness,
in all of its worth.
To enter a new life,
I started since birth.

Nothing is content,
in a world full of grey.
in brighter the future,
that might've come my way.

To exceed past,
in whatever the pain.
Knowing my love,
is never in vein.

A brighter the day,
a son soon be born.
In a memory, a jest,
a heart has been scorn.

written by John Dear