Something i wrote while drunk. Opinion?

[cleric_of_the_bong]

O ye of darkened spirits,
Do you not know that beauty brightens even the most tortured souls?

Depression rages,
Tied in knots, tears of deep understanding,
Nothing remains but death,
Then beauty appears at the most desperate of times.

Life hurtles you,
Battering you to and fro,
No words of comfort,
Words filled with pain and anguish,
Your mind screams for relief,
Your body deathly calm and cold,
Then she appears offering calm,
Her name?
No man knows.

[Sammy]

i see your soul

[cleric_of_the_bong]

whatever barely remember writing it found it in a pocket the morning

[Caro]

whatever barely remember writing it found it in a pocket the morning