The Silent Guest

He wished to be my silent guest, I let him in and he did rest, All my joys he just drove away, Turning my bright days somber gray. Once I made him my companion,  I soon fell into depression, In solitude, I seemed to dwell, Into a dark abyss I fell. Consumed I was by the darkness, Seeds of hope, I failed to harness, I savored the lingering pain, Every dawn passed away in vain. Songs of mourning dove I rejoiced, The dreams I'd weaved remained unvoiced, My mind loomed with cobwebs dusty, The paths ahead I ceased to see. No warmth could offer me solace, 'Cause he grew strong in monstrous ways, Once a guest he'd turned my master, And enslaved I was forever. Hark! The silent guest's name was grief, He shattered me within days brief.     Penmancy gets a small share of every purchase you make through these links, and every little helps us continue bringing you the reads you love!