Death will consume my soul
in the ever waking of the abyss
I keep falling...
falling down toward the cold darkness
In the hope of the light to come
I just keep falling...
will the darkness keep a grasp on me?
when will my sins be purified and let me be free?
All I know is...I keep falling...
Forever falling into the deep cold darkness of the abyss
Lost and alone
I wander deep in the darkness
in hopes of finding the light
a way out...for all the pain and sin to go away..
as I walk...I find a knife
I slowly pick it up...
I stare into the cold steel blade
it tells me...I can free you
I am the one who can relieve your pain
as I run the blade across my skin,
I feel a small grasp of Ecstasy
a short amount of relief comes throughout my body
is this the answer I was looking for?
Is this the the only way out?...No...it isn't...
In slow motion I drop the blade...and I keep wandering
further...farther...in to the darkness...
in search of better answers to find me...Peace...
