• Slivers of darkness pulling on my soul,
    the darkness so cold and frightening,
    I can feel it's tendrils as they reach out towards me.
    I can feel the shadows of past pain,
    pain that crushes even the strongest soul.
    It tries to drag me down,
    curling around me like cold, steel shackles.
    My breath is gone, fled from my lungs.
    I'm dragged back down to the depths of the darkness,
    that curls around me.
    This pain, the darkness, it is all so familiar to me.
    It is an old friend, a parasite that refuses to let go.
    My already battered soul, can't take much more.
    My mind has given in, broken down.
    Yet my body struggles, fighting for one more moment.
    The darkness surrounds me, yet no one sees it.
    No one sees me struggling, fighting for life.
    I grow steadily weaker every minute.
    Until making it out alive, making it out whole.
    Is an impossible feat,
    I've lost all hope, and finally give in to the darkness.
    The darkness slowly devours my soul,
    and my existence is no more.

    The battle has been lost,
    A soul has been taken,
    A life is gone.
    It is over for me.