The Steps I Took

I sat in the edge of darkness waiting for the light to somehow
Be turn on
How can the empty quietness utter so loudly..
I'm loosing my voice without no words
The cover has come over me..
doubts and hesitation steps heavily massaging my shoulders..
Somehow depression has comforted me over the years..
Allowing me to walk in its direction...
telling me I need the goth in me to rise and seek no friends...
But myself...