• why?
    why am i so full of dread?
    so full of tears,
    so full of lead?
    my heart's encased
    in a coat of ice.
    no one can enter, only by my might.
    i've been decieved,
    i've been attacked.
    i've been alive,
    but now am dead.
    dead in soul
    and dead in mind.
    no one can enter, only by my might.
    but why, oh why must i endure
    the pain of loss,
    of dread,
    of pure
    black darkness
    surrounding me,
    darkening my aura
    that was once light,
    pure innocent light,
    turned to dark
    and endless sight
    of pure black nothingness,
    of pure black terror
    neverending.
    no one can enter, only by my might. crying