My thoughts are filled with darkness
I see a knife, I see blood
I see a pen
I see a writing with a ending filled with sorrow
Where there is no hope for tomorrow
Blood filled thoughts
Others see hope
I see despair
Others see life
I see death
My mind battles dark
I have been consumed by the dark side
My head aches
Not from having too much sex
But from darkness besieging me
My feeling for good has been replaced by
A feeling of bad
My mind is gloomy and sad
The darkness gives me motive
Where others see love
I see hate
My mind filters the good
All that is left is the dark side
I am in this hole
Darkness resonates inside me
From inside out, the darkness devours me
There are many people who can do big things, but there are very few who will do small things (Mother Teresa)