I feel the darkness deep inside,
Itโs slowly creeping over me;
Thereโs no place for me to hide,
Thereโs no place for me to be;
Thereโs nowhere else to run;
My chest is clutched in icy grasp;
Once more Iโm looking at the gun;
Thatโs how Iโll breathe my final gasp?..
My darkness getting more intense;
Iโm trying look myself into;
My life has always had no sense;
I shake my head; what should I do?..
I will embrace the darkest pain,
โCause I cannot escape from it;
With scarlet blood my hands Iโll stain;
Bright colors perfectly me fit;
Iโm freeโฆ but deep within my mind
Thereโs a conflict with my soul;
The flaming hellโs from me behind;
I love and hate this strange new role.
-by @lissasinclair for Arthur














