A Hollow Love Life Of This Poet Poem by Damen Kern

This vessel is nothing but full of Sadness,
I walk this plain alone looking for true Happiness.
the pain that I feel isn't the first,
even on the day of my son's Birth.
No matter how much I fight,
my goal is never in sight.
In the darkness I slowly weep,
as the angels fall into a deep sleep.
I ask nothing from no one,
but ask alot in the same moment.
Is it truely hard to have a normal life?
Or am I to look at the tip of Death's Scythe?

No more will I run from my fears,
I'll face my demons, even if it means sheading some tears.
I'm tired of this meanningless hunt,
espically the war's in my heart that I fought.
I know I found that one person in my skies,
But sadly she is blinded by the lies.
I try to show her my ways,
she only sees the past like coming waves.
This Vessel is full of sadness,
but I'm not going to let it win with the Master of Deceit.