In its arms, I lay cold.
Holding me tightly, never to let go
of what it has captured.
Hoping to possess the spirit of thy Lost Soul
trapping in all the pain.
I stand still as my blood runs thru my veins.
Releasing all the happiness
and making it into ashes of sadness.
Hope slowly drifts away
and I am left alone, captured by darkness
with nothing else left to say

Lost Soul

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/captured-by-darkness/