I am
by Joey Ballas
The pain I inflict upon myself,
gives me joy.
The blood that pours from my soul,
releases me from the stress of living.
The dark corners I hide in,
are slowly disappearing,
I wont be able to hide anylonger.
Soon i will be visable,
and people will run away.
For I am darkness,
I am lonlieness,
I am independent,
I am different,
I am me.