Channeling My Inner Emo

Grey Clouds gather holding forth
The false promise of rain
My heavy eyelids
Pregnant with ennui lift
Upward as I shift 
My bored gaze to the sky

For 16 years I have struggled
Through the challenges of the damned
For the burdens of Tantalus and Sisyphus
Are mine to bear

None save the dark lords of Byzantium
Know the depth of my pain
None save the abandoned by-blows of Cruelty
Share my plight

For I...I...am EMOCORE!