Everyone resides in darkness.
A part of them at least.
Even the tiniest sliver,
Of someone good at heart,
Is in darkness.
There is no escaping it.
You may think that you are the only one.
The only one in the darkness.
There are many more in darkness.
You just don’t know who.
When in darkness, many are confused.
They don’t know what to do.
But I know, I've always known
When in darkness, search for the light.
When you find it, remember where it is.
But don’t go to it.
Because even in light there is darkness.
Darkness in your heart,
Your soul.
People think that light is the end.
The end of their sorrows.
It’s sort of funny to me.
They don’t know what they are thinking.
Light is not the end.
It is only the beginning.
It is the rebirth of the darkness,
The shadows,
The shadows in my empty soul,
My empty heart.
Inside my hollow being.
Even when i am not empty inside,
I am still cold.
It feels as though i am surrounded,
Surrounded in a block of dry ice.
Very cold on the inside,
But burning on the outside.
The pain, it consumes me.

