lost without the ones that have been the most in life
created is the greatest strife
hated and feared is the pain that may come
found that there is not going to be a solution to all of these problems
designed to be completely unable
not to be completely stable
all of this happiness was just a fable
a fable that will continue to never exist
why, am I so injected with pain?
why, is my name usually only used in vain?
Why, do I have to live this way?
why does everything just stay?
lost without the real feeling of care
all I can really do is stare
lost is all that was ever anything
lost is all that will ever be anything
am I really not going to have nothing to live for?
am I really not cared for?
is all I deserve is to be treated like a whore?
creating new ways of how to be told what to do
all things have to be so cruel
all of this mess is creating a giant pool
a pool full of evils, hatred, pain, and damnation
there is no room for creation
of greatness, just for horror
this is all just a blur
with me trying to stir it all together
to make it somewhat visible
but it never gets here
it never gets near
no one is really willing to hear
now I really fear the loss of the greatest
the greatest there has ever been
it may never even be seen again
then there will only be pain my friends
lost in my own feelings
I create my own ceilings
I create my own floors
I never create my own doors
souls lost in the thought of the darkness
the sparks that continually start this
bliss, what bliss,
in this world that exists
that true feeling is stricken
truly, just fires raging across the seas
the equivalent to eternally stinging bees
theorizing these thoughts
are just as unseen as the non existing
there is really no safety for anything in my mind
blind is the world that try looking into my eyes
screaming in the heart
bleeding black in the mind
forgetting to try to find
the reasons for creating all
all that done is just stalling and falling
just completely and simply balling
unafraid to be the one in the darkness
hating that I have become
the one wading in the darkness

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