Oh Lament!

A poem of sorrow.

I say, come one come all!

This tragedy does call,

I hurt, I suffer, I bleed;

My love has grown small.

Oh how desperately I need!

Always! Always! Always!

You used to walk these halls,

Empty now without a soul;

So empty nowadays.

Oh heart an empty hole!

It feels like staring into hell!

it is for me tolls the bell,

I fear I am not alive;

So greatly does my grief swell.

Oh death how you deprive!

Author's Note

An honest and constructive critique would greatly be appreciated.