Descendent

I lie alone in the silence of the darkness, with an empty space,
The hunger in my heart and in the depth a burning ache,
Sleepless throughout the night, dreary throughout the day,
My boots are all wet from all the black tears I’ve shed,
I drink myself to darkness, so everything could erase,
To stop this unbearable pain is the only way,
I’m wounded in the inside that my heart is bleeding to death,
My soul is drowning in the blood; I’m slowly running out of breath,
I can’t cry anymore because when I do it burns,
I can’t “sigh” anymore because when I do inside it hurts,
Pain is all I feel that I can’t seem to find my appease,
You can see the solitude in my eyes; inside there's no ease,
It’s bright outside but dark inside,
Behind my smile my distress I hide,
Only in my dreams I live with a smile on my face and shed no tears,
Only in my dream I feel no pain and I live without fear,
I give the sun my back so it won’t blind my sight,
I walk through every shadow searching for my light,
Darkness is something deeply sacred to me,
It’s my religion in all my untaken sanity,
My darkness is something significantly pure,
My only comfort and absolute cure,
In darkness beauty I have found and nowhere else,
In darkness I’m not afraid to be myself,
A descendent of darkness; Forsaken is my name,
I stay embraced to darkness, its Heir I remain,