I feel sick with the anger of the Sun's broken trust
I mourn with the Moon's lost friendship,
But through all that ****, somehow
keep shining as bright as the stars' will to bring light wherever dark may come.
(I will try)
Then come the skies of grey,
and I don't feel so brave anymore.
I become lost.
With a scattered mind and a sight clouded by fog.

Suddenly, there is light.
(Tiny, but true to it's cause.)
And I am somehow confused.
How can something so small...
So minuscule...
Brighten this seemingly never-ending blackness?

My bewilderment continues as this singular spark of hope keeps on flaming
With this rage. This powerful rage.
So strong, it's overwhelming.

I am unsure what this rage concerns,
but it does not stop.
Does not waver.
This pulsating passion.
It does not stop.
It will not stop.
I almost want it to cease, even though it has kept me
From fading.
From dying.

It is dark and I am at peace
Slithering into the whites of my eyes
The blackness sheets and covers my body
rippling its white hot way down my spine
somehow finding its way into my little black toenails
it drenches me with a sweat that gives me a sweet tingly sensation
down passed my bones;
soon the darkness will consume me.

Tonight I’ll go into the copse of firs
Where I last saw her, and love blossomed
I remember lust, a face plastered on hers
And the love that was then awesome.

But those woods are black and empty
So barren now and without life.
Rocks cut my shoes, once just lumpy.
There’s not a bird that chirps a fife.

The sun sets and frost nips my nose
I still remember the vibrant red rose.
The ice beneath, it chills my toes.
And the little brook, it’s now froze.

Without you, I just can’t exist
I still remember that last kiss.
Without you, I count the hours
And I watch the death of flowers.

Without you, My heart cries out
For sadness to be dispelled--
Without you, Life means nothing
And I ache with lack of loving.

Without you, There’s no catharsis
Why was I then so heartless?
Without you, There’s only blackness
No salvation from this sadness.

Fearing my mind.
Scaring my sight.
All I see is fright tonight...

Blackness is so strange.
When the tendrils of its power,
Mark you're skin.

Adrenaline,Power,Sin.
All comes from within.
The stone cold mind..

Fearing my heart,
As it draws it's last beat.
Sending me off.

Into an eternal sleep...