The Path of Melancholy (Instrumentation Only)

So. I'm posting the Instrumental version of the song I made out of Chocolover's blog. However, I'm not posting the vocalized version yet. Primary reason is that the voice recording isn't any good. I need more professional recording hardware... a studio maybe... to get the desired results -__-. Secondary reason, when my Mom heard a draft of it about 3 weeks ago, she was totally horrified. "Never try to sing again!" was what she said, so I'm kinda demoralized about me singing anything at all... :(

The so called lyrics that are supposed to be in this song are from this bloglink of Chocolover's blog -> "Death that is to come"
Because I (or anyone else for that matter) didn't sing in the lyrics, so you're free to imagine how the lyrics fit in. If you you want, you can download the song and mix in your voice to it too, and in the way you want to sing it. :)

Anyways, regarding the titles, I had already named this four para poem/lyrics "The Path of Melancholy" when she still kept the title of all her poems "Random". She just recently titled her poems. So if I ever post a final vocalized version (And pray for me that I do...) then I'll use the title that Chocolover used. For now, let this instrumentation be "The Path of Melancholy" instead of the Author's original "Death that is to come".

One final thing about this instrumentation. I tried to keep it as simple as possible. Hence, no complex loops or drum beats. I could have added a better melody for the Piano, but I guess I desperately wanted to keep the Instruments simple to contrast the complex emotion of this lyrics (or so I felt...).

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Walking towards the long horizon,
To find a new place;
Where one is happy,
In being alone.

Life seems terrible,
With all the pleasures;
Falling in darkness,
Disappeared in crowd;

Truth cries in despair,
Living the Nightmare, every moment;
Lost smile peeping seldomly,
Shutting the doors for joy;

Heart sinkin' in Memoirs,
Tired eyes Starin' the Haunted one;
The brave soul is not scared of,
the Death that is to come.