The blackness ***** me in
My mind and body cannot win,
But somehow i can see them froze without momentum.

One will pray to die,
While the other always tries
To survive the frantic tantrums grown within them.

I look into the shadow from the sunset wondering why,


Seated in a hell of our creation, i repel
Just a thought, a voice, a whisper from inside us.
If this sunset never ends, and the fire reaches in,
Ill be stuck in an eternal event horizon.