I look at the stars
I look at the moon
I look into the dark
It seems welcoming
It calls to me
I want to go into the dark
Where no one can see me
Where I'm invisible
I don't want to have hope anymore
I'm hopeless
I don't care anymore
I'm stepping into the dark
And losing the light
Letting go of my will to fight
I don't need it anymore
I'm leaving everything behind
I can be blind
And not have to see the bad
For the dark may be called evil
When it really just hides us
From the real evil
That walks in broad daylight
Waiting
Waiting to take us
We hide from the dark in the light
We hide from our savior
So now I'm accepting the truth
Evil hides in plain in sight
In the night I can hide
So I'm going to my haven
Where no one can see me
And I'm all alone
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The End Of The Road
PoetryPoetry for the dead and dying. For the ones just done trying. Here's the words for you. It's a bloody dream come true. I can't promise it'll help you get through. But if your mind is dark It'll leave its mark It'll make your bleeding heart Just t...
