Our insanity
When we find ourselves alone in the vastness of our insanity
We see a darkness that belongs to the hated and the blind
We see a light that lies behind the empty corners of our mind,
But for us, we cannot find what lies beyond; what lies behind
We can't understand the torture only hidden from us in dreams
We can't understand the torment which in reality seems to be?
An impeccable force grasping our hearts and pulling us towards
The brink of destruction, committing us to an active hatred, spawned from
Our insanity; only leaving us with a bitter hatred for ourselves,
Casting out revenge upon the unspoken memories locked in bolted chambers, only
Found in the darkness that is called us.
Found for both the hated and the blind, we all contain darkness
That seeks a bitter end, but still we descend into hatred
The eternal force keeping us alive; Keeping us from running away from ourselves
Wishing to leave our bodies on the ground; Allowing ourselves to finally be free from our
Insanity, free from the hatred called us. We seek revenge upon our bodies; they allow us to live.
Being a fearful human, I can only wait for me to end; for I cannot do it myself