Melancholy’s Veil

She’s stands alone near tube train rail
Forlorn and low, under melancholy’s veil
Her eyes are dark, devoid of light
Her heart a shadow black as night
Whomever she has lost or left
Her soul was torn, her hope bereft
A broken woman, sad and meek
Lacking the will to live, too weak
To raise her head or meet your eye
She shrinks from life and wonders why
Her path became so overgrown
To force her down, all on her own
With thorns and ghosts and things to fear
No way out, and no one near
Her footing lose, no way to climb
No meaning, no plan, no positive sign
The tube arrives and on she steps
An empty shell since she left her ex.