So dark is my soul,
it is so damn dark
That angels borrow ink,
to write my own sins;
And light shies away,
to avoid corruption
So dark is my soul,
it is so damn dark
I can hear my own guilt,
singing cold lullabies
Pushing me off precipices,
to a shattering and frozen end
So dark is my soul,
it is so damn dark
I can hear my own sins,
whispering their mad mantra
Smothering my conscience,
to a suffocating end
So dark is my soul,
it is so damn dark
I can feel my own fears,
screaming their banshee screams
Choking my weakening resolve,
to a pitifully miserable end
So dark is my soul,
it is so damn dark
When kindness is just an excuse,
to avoid eternal salvation;
And virtue is just a facade,
to hide all the demons
So dark is my soul,
it is so damn dark
When love is just an attempt,
to survive a bit longer;
And sacrifice is just a strategy,
to overcome desires
So dark is my soul,
it is so damn dark
When humility is a disguise,
to hide the cold arrogance;
And compassion, but a weakness,
and a selfish pleasure
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WoW…
It is so damn dark, that I see everything so clearly…
You are my friend. You won’t see the darkness