Once upon a time
a long time ago
back as far as i let my memory go
i was dark and lost
lost in chaos
it continues till today
but now its more chaotic
disillusion revolves my reality
fantasy mixing into life
dreams fading and resurfacing randomly
hell rises from the depths
then hides in the shadows
shadows then turn into paint
and when it comes i paint my face
black white stripe stitch
shadow changes to my dark side
my chaotic loss
the part of me that is oft seen
I'm losing all good
not turning evil
just dark and sinister
another needle to the skin
another razor to the wrist
another cut to my hair
another layer of black
its becoming me
taking me
turning me
i am no longer me
just a shadow of my former self
just an image lost in chaos
