Dark dawn again today...
the light is there he knows,
but he just cant see it.
-huddling in his room-
a mindless scream against the void inside
rage and suffering unleashed
in a thoroughly unsatisfying vocal explosion
-he lusts for violence-
always craves what he cannot have
his horizons moving farther away with each breath
draining his will to go on
-playing with knives, alone-
traitorus thoughts of suicide
easy door to nothingness
the devils playground in his room
-a single perfect crimson drop-
he turns to the shadows,
in them he finds what he has sought after
for so long
-at last he is whole-
he rises and turns to face the dawn
for the first time in so long
he sees the light
-and feels the warmth on his face-
Copyright 2004 Bestrafer Engel
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