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