The cold and dismal darkness of the night is comforting to one such as i

The silence gives clarity to my otherwise blistering hot spirit

The elevation adds a sense of perspective to my thinking

The glistening and every shining light of the moon brings focus to my turbulent and dark soul

The absence of people feels pleasant despite the sensation of loneliness and alienation

I come to the catharsis and or epiphany that I am going to be alone forever and no matter how much I wish to live...I am already long dead

Is there anyone out there to share this abyss of a heart with?

Is this black and eternal flame only meant to serve as a joke or punishment for evil deeds unknown?

Or is it simply a reminder of the life and peace I once knew?

I have not the answers and soon, and as surly as the day shall return, I will lose interest in knowing...

I embrace death not only as a friend but as a piece of myself, for death is neutral, indifferent, and true, and though it may be cold and unemotional it is mine

I wish you as well as so many others before and after you were mine, but as a sly fox escaping a hunter's trap or a silent and deadly spider that disappears before anyone can swat it, my just dues eludes me

Can you feel my sorrow?

Can you ******* pain?

Have you gazed drunkenly into the darkness looking for a sign of deliverance or damnation?

Will you be the one to save me?

No you cannot...but the gesture would be most appreciated...

My spirit is broken, my mind is twisted, my soul is dead, and my body is soon to follow

All I have is this black fire, but nothing last forever...

I am in great pain, please help me...or not...at the moment I don't not care