I walk on broken shadows pathways to the darkest light
Cloaked in the darkness of human souls we call the night
Losing my sense of reality more and more each day
Because I’m only filled with sadness no happiness or play
I am a broken soul now just releasing silent tears
While trying to convince myself that I have no fears
My demons and I are intertwined like that of fossilized vines
So they edge me on to help them take over weaker minds
I feel my body dying as they fight harder to be released
And I know it wont be long before I lose control of the beast
But know when that happens all humanity will silently cease
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