I walk through the darkness trying to find myself. My soul has left, left me to walk through the Valley of Death alone, all alone.
As I walk I see other lost souls also trying to find the bodies in which they belong. Their torsos walk this earth aimlessly wondering why they are here in this dreadful place.
I am in this distant place way away from here. Alone in the dark isolated from everyone and everything is where i want to be.
There's no pain here; no one to bother my empty soul. No noise to distract my sanity. Nothing, just darkness and solitude.
Alone, all alone in the darkness is the place for me. This way no boy, man, girl, or woman can mess up my world.
All this distraught is driving me straight to hell. This state of mind is conflicted with pain. So in solitude and darkness is where my soul is placed.
I'm place upon a shelf with other lost souls who just sit and shut their mouths. No more pain, no more depression, no more anything, just darkness.
