For I know, you’ve
found me,
And I know, your reason here
the wretchedness of grief finds me.
to me you come to bury your coldness
the apathy of wailing silence
to find joy from
death of your sorrows.
the wretchedness of grief finds me.
to me you come to bury your coldness
the apathy of wailing silence
to find joy from
death of your sorrows.
Will you be able to
carry my weight?
The weight of my
darkness
Would you have the
courage
To dive into me,
without a thought
Without a desire
Knowing well what is
in store
Is empty obscurity
Of humanness and the
divine
Living or the dead
But I will know, how
to keep you alive
By demanding
And I shall demand,
of every thing
That you have within
To keep you alive,
To keep you dead
travelling
To beyond
Without hope, without
desire
And I’ll speak to
you,
And I shall sense you
Hear thoughts by your
smell
Let me tell you again
I hate the smell of
fear
Fear of the unknown
And the wise man will
Tell you the escape
from me
Is from within your
fear
And wonder you shall
about the unknown
That is me and
You shall be free
And liberated from me
For I detest the
faltering steps
This tunnel shall
seize
And you’ll have the
blinding light,
Light all around
And I this your very
darkness
Shall part you,
forever.
And remember I had
nothing to offer you.
But I was the other
side.
P.S: Darkness
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