The Darkness
when will i cease to be reminded of the darkness?
when will i be able to see the world, people, animals life
instead of the floor?
will i be able to escape the shadow's grasp?
it's tenticles of shade grabbing my legs as i try to climb,
pull me back into the darkness as hope fills my heart
hope i can escape, hope i can love, and be loved
hope ripped from my chest and destroyed by darkness
i hear his voice, i tremble, cower,
curl into the fetal position as the darkness creeps along the ground
over mountains, through the plains and forests,
im at the center of it all
i'm causing this
if i had escaped, it couldnt draw me in
couldnt make darkness my whole life
i shouldnt have let him touch my life
its ever burning caress burns like acid in my blood
claw at the darkness, claw my way out
when will i cease to be reminded of the darkness?
cry
