• My world is like spiders on ceilings,
    Evil and devoted to eternal saddness.
    Feeling alone and never found,
    Feeling cold and dead in the mist.
    LIfe everlasting is false,
    Life is pitiful to my eyes.
    What is life, I don't know
    God amoung us or to go.
    Nothing seems right in the world,
    Not a thought, voice, or heart will beat.
    No heart will beat the soft song of happiness.
    It is the beat of saddness,
    Creeping down your spine,
    Making u feel hopeless,
    Dust in the wind.
    My world is eternal
    My world is immortal.
    Nothing in life seems to fit,
    Each piece i put in just crumbles.
    Life as we know is fading,
    Fading to the darkness.
    This world will be my home.
    I didn't choose it,
    It chose me as its feeder,
    It feeds on my sorrow and depression in life.
    This is the day when light is lost to all
    Light is not in all hearts,
    No it is in most hearts.
    Mine is in the darkness,
    Tied to it by my feelings.
    It is like I'm dead,
    Dead to the world we know forever.