I am living
in a world
full
of cruel
pain
filth
and darkness.
Another world
than the most people
are living in.
Am I just different from them?
Or is my mind just rotten
by my past, my life, my future...
I don't know.
But I'm still going down,
down in my life
and slowly dying.
Fallin down in darkness
and nobody who sees me
and tries to pull me out.
So don't cry
if I won't be there anymore.
Then I'm in this darkness.
And this darkness
will give me the security
that life didn't gave me.
This darkness
will be my destiny
and I will rest there
forever.
Just me and the dark... Alone.