Falling into a bliss of eternal darkness,
I feel nothing but pure pain.
My shattered heart is in pieces,
my soul has been slain.
This is another casualty in my world,
for I cannot dull the ache.
As the remains gets crushed and crushed,
now its nothing to lose, nothing to stake.
Damage is transforming to hatred,
though I must go on in the world.
Yet I must draw back,
my love can't be killed again by sword.
I look in the mirror,
I see myself in a new state of mind.
Dead.
Inside is nothing but shadows,
where a heart once lied.
In my sleep I must dream,
but I fall into nothing for I've died.
Yet all I do is look above,
I see stars, one in which I want to be.
Free.
Free of pain,
hatred,
sorrow,
gloom,
death.
And so I go on through life,
but within,
I cannot stop the pain.
By Ricku Masume
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