• i sat inside the darkness
    afraid to speak
    i sat there letting my fears eat me alive
    letting my fear kill me

    it opens up the doors
    the doors on my fear
    the doors on my paronoya

    it brought with it
    my demons
    with there crawling snarls of the dark
    without any sign
    of freedom
    from this darkeness

    much like as if within a box searching for light meant being completely engulfed
    in black
    with out any sign nor sight of light
    darker than dark itself
    never will it free those to whom engulf with in it