With the Loss of All

Sadness.....

These clouds are darkness
This land is not my land.
My things are not my own,
And life has gotten old.
I look deep inside,
Trying to find,
That fabled escape, as
Those clouds decend upon me.
Obscuring my sight and mind
Thoughts are jumbled
With nothing to grasp
Lost is all hope.
Left to wandering
The broken forest of mine
There is a sun no more
And the nightmare is forever.