I can't see clear,
I'm blinded by the dark.
Shadows are filling up my senses,
trying to make me forget what it's like to feel.
It grows inside of me,
bigger and stronger.
I'm like a volcano
ready to errupt.
I rage through the night
trying to avoid the feeling of not-feeling.
As the dark clouds embrase me
I let it all come down.
It takes me along,
killing every resistance.
There is no pain,
there is no fear,
there is no grief,
nothing can escape.
As I walk through the ashes of my life,
I come across my broken mirrors
and they show me - once again -
my eyes are filled with black...