I...
almost got lost
in darkness
despite knowing
the craving to face...
the truth.
He lived in me.
HE almost consumed me.
Once again,
I let myself
drown into darkness.
Not to be corrupt by it,
but to put an end in him.
I slumbered into darkness
to find him.
To find and **** him!
My other side.
The other me who
is a maniac of pain
and sadness.
A manifestation of
sadness.
Of deep anger!
The negative.
The hopeless...
Or the many more
words that
darkness could offer.
I...
bid farewell
to the lost.
To him...
To Brent.