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The Darkness...

...if the world is made of light and darkness...I'll be the darkness!

Character is what you are in the dark.


I don't Know anymore where things are going in my life and whats going on, I'm trying to make things work but old familiar things are creeping into my life and darkening my soul, I am once again becoming quick to anger and I'm starting to seriously examine the things in my head and my position in life, I have made choices and all i want to do sometimes is run away and start again, That's not me, i have to stand and fight, But sometimes I am so emotionally drained and I don't know where any of this is going, only that I'm in it for the duration and frustrated as hell by the entire situation. i wonder if I'm staring into the abyss these days and if it's staring back, or if the abyss is me.. and my black heart... because that's all that's left. I wonder if you ever have days like these where you look back on everything and wonder why you poisoned everything that was important to you to gain a fucking tactical advantage by destroying his soul, Click, click, click, the days click clock down, every day is another day taken away from his childhood.... I hope when you stare in a fucking mirror you feel as empty as I do, the only difference is that I made peace with the Darkness within my soul a long time ago, long before I met you, It's Fuel....but yours will destroy you, I'll just have to stand aside and watch you burn.

Current Mood: Depressed.
Current Music: Hollywood Undead, City

Do you really think darkness is pleasant? Do you really think you can handle it? Do you really think you can defy it? Do you really think it's part of your heart just because you have problems in your life? Do you really think it's your friend? Do you really think you understand it?... No, you don't... No matter how much you love darkness, or how much you think you understand it, or how many times you try to convence me with lame "philosophic" talk that you're part of darkness... You're nothing but a naive, pathetic creature... If you really want to be part of it, then come with me and I'll show you the true darkness, and when you feel true loneliness, panic, terror, and despair, You'll want me to get you out of there, but I won't do it... I won't do it.

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