As the darkness crosses over me,
I feel there is nothing left of me.
In the light there was a ghost,
Of something called a host.
In the darkness I feel no pain,
And I can see the start of rain.
The host in the light calls to me,
But I fear that comfort will never be.
The darkness is my home,
And in it I am free to roam.
Calling, calling without a chance,
In the light I see no acceptance.
In the darkness I feel free.
To be who I'm ment to be.
Safe from the pain of reality.
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