Darkness has taking hold, once again my love grows cold. Shadows have taken over my mind driving me insane, a life that should of never been. I am not scared of the future ahead of me, there is no longer any need. I have done all the time I can, done with a life full of hurt and pain. I tried to go on, I tried to believe life was more than what I had already seen. To be put on earth just to hurt, the devil must have already had my soul in the pocket of his shirt. No more tears can I cry, no more listening to it's alright. I gave it my all and now I am ready to take the fall, say the words that need to be said then to my grave I pray dead. Bury me in the shirt that I so loved, the one that matches the beauty of his eyes..in my dresser it will hide, a picture of him tucked inside. In hell this is what I will need, a little light to shine down on me.