When the heart aches,
when you close your eyes,
the darkness welcomes you,
into its open arms,
when the quiet voice of loneliness croons softly in your ears,
when the soft soft question of death comes at the door
and the question of life comes to your lips
'why does it hurt?'
'why does it always have to be like this'
when those words leave my lips
when those lonely syllables quietly roll off my only tongue
I turn in my bed, my eyes tight shut
and my thoughts return to nothing.... nothing....
but by my thoughts, and by my blood, my name shall be forgotten
when the past haunts you,
clinging to your soul like a nightmare you cannot forget
but when the currents of the dark
their seductive whisper, chilling your spine
it calls you, to eternal rest
yet here you are, warm, and in the light
looking back at the darkness, as it looks back at you
it wont be far, it will always be watching
for your will to break
for your soul to crumble.