Analysis of Untitled

As the unspoken truths unfurl,
the ever hollowness inside continues echoing.
Inside this painful silence, I am reborn.
And as I turn into the darkness, I realize: it is so mellowing.

Trembling the silence of the dark abyss.
And in the darkness, there may be space to rest.
Defy what's left, for I have earned my leave.
I'll leave this crest of mine and no one else.

And after my descent into oblivion to mellow lullabies,
I'm greeted by a shadow of the night.
Beneath a smile unsettling and bleary eyes,
I sense relief. Abyss has finally turned bright.