I have this darkness here,

Not just in my bosom,

But my embodied soul; my core.

Not just my heart

But an ever growing void

Of Nothingness bleeding black blood.

I am just here,

In the crowds


My darkness feeds from this lonely


The silence of my own demise

Ever present

Yet all the people in this world couldn't

Fill this endless vortex

Twisting and swirling inside.

I will never find

That source of light

That twinkles in the distnace

Getting smaller and smaller

As time fades by.