He roams in the dark, looking for a purpose to live.
So he k**s, stabs and slashes for pointless thrills.
And he does with such a sinister look that he gives you chills.
Unable to grasp the realness in his mind.
So he curses mankind.
He creeps with terrible haste but with new attentions.
His hands dripped in blood of dark witches.
One hand with the heart of an elephant, the other with the lung of a cheetah.
He wants the stamina of thousands so he can endure his own hate.
He needs enough speed to run away from his lonely life.
So he roams in the dark looking for a purpose to live.
So he run and hides away from a life that isn't worth living.
When the sun is out and he feels the warm comfortable heat, his hate slowly starts to dissipate
But the thoughts in his mind of being alone is to strong
So strong that the warm summer day quickly turns into a deadly storm
With grey skies and dark rays of d**h.
It lingers in the sky like a black hole, s**ing in my faith and my hope.
Inside my dead brain it looks like a lighting storm
Intense lighting hitting my nerves every millisecond.
With a mind so cluttered, how can a person still be mentally stable?
Well he is not!
So he roams in the dark stumbling over his dreams and hopes, looking for someone to care
His eyes red and low as if he been crying for years.
His face molded in the shaped of a sadden clown.
His heart aches of sadness and pain
Days seems to be endless like atoms in an atomic bomb
He needs to become stronger so yet again he cries
Hoping that the bad thoughts vanishes
Wishing that the days will soon come to an end.
But it doesn't so his life repeats all over again
He roams stumbles and fall, makes mistakes like them all
He curse their name despise his own shame
But at the end he lies there hanging from a wall
The stamina he had to run away finally given out
His speed started to decrease
His problems started to grab him
As if he was a small plankton fighting a squid
So he grabbed the rope and cursed again
And jumped
Now Isolated from the living he cries and weeps
Knowing he is alone
Now truly roams in darkness, with no heart or speed
His problems slowly starts to devour his soul
Now he sits barley gone from both worlds
Tears slowly fall from his eyes
He have given up.
His mind has awaken and jumps out of bed
So now he's petrified of being miserable and alone
So he roams around in the light looking for a friend
For someone to care
But deep in his mind he still hates mankind
So hide himself in a happy disguise
Hidden from his true identity
So now he roams on a lunar eclipse with two different faces
Unhappy but yet still smiling
Angry but yet still calm
Crying but quick wiping his tears
Scared but still facing his fears
Unable to grasp the grip on reality
He have given up on what's left of his humanity
So now…
The one who truly roams in the unknown darkness.
Is me