The Everlasting Woe

Who is that
which she becomes?
Pain and sorrow
or anything that numbs.

The words betray
her hidden thoughts.
She cannot hide
from those tangled knots.

Blackened doom abounds
within every future she sees.
Tortured by a past
hope is only an unattainable tease.

Forget what may be
for I will never know.
I cannot compete
against the everlasting woe.