Ever.

This house of five walls
Painted a dull shade of bleak
Sadness peeling, replaced by nothing
Staring out through the window pains
a self conscious world
Drowning in acid rains

An evasive middle distance
A vision impaired dream
Blurry, at best
A mind on the defence
minefield vest, astral fence
A future spurned
The Darkness hath returned.