Do you know what it feels like,
To stare down the barrel of a gun
To stare down 16 years and only 9 gone
To be alone, and cold,
With nobody calling the telephone,
To look into the abyss and know,
That you are on your own
And do you know what it feels like
The feel the prick of fear on your neck
Never knowing what is coming next ,
And knowing full well that you cannot trust,
And that love is not easy,
cause love is not lust
2 shoulders,
2 shoulders to look over now
And I don't think you ever wanted this somehow...
Dark
The Abyss holds an emptiness filled with a truth that drives man sane or insane.
I encourage all to seek out their deepest and darkest desires, but be mindful of your feelings.
Tread carefully.
Beyond the scope of light,
Beyond the reach of dark..