I have an emptiness inside me,
crawling around me,
dipping into my soul,
pulling out what should have grown.
It is a darkness,
a darkness that hovers over my head.
It is a darkness,
a darkness that haunts me while I sleep in my bed.
Empty and dark,
that is the hole in my heart,
the hole which none can fill,
and none can will away...
Only he who cannot touch,
knows how to dust away the
shadows inside my soul.
Now you know.
A mortal am I,
nothing more,
but I hold my head high.
High above the rest,
even through a test...
For inside me is a spark,
waiting to ignite into a flame,
that will somehow help me gain,
what others can only desire.
Through my darkness,
my secrets,
emptiness,
and petty despair...
I will rise,
through demise.
Alone I stand waiting,
for he who cannot touch,
I know this,
for I must.
Whatever path is chosen,
it is my choice.
And my heart shall lead the way.
Through happiness and pain.
I will find my own way. |
