Cantus Maeroris

I have been left to my somber prison,

Empty save one inmate.

Forsaken by all who claimed to love me.

I know not whether I'm in a chthonic hole,

Or if there's an escape from this hell.

I'm wrapped in despair,

The bitter darkness suffocates me.

This is my Cantus Maeroris,

My last song of sorrows.

I surrender my last ray of hope,

Dropping to my knees and hanging my head in defeat,

Waiting for death's blow to claim me.

I was in dread of the blade's fall,

But I had chosen my fate.

Author's Note

Edgar Allen Poe-type poem
Two word prompt
I give Adrian von Ziegler credit for the title of the poem