All I see within the darkness
Is swift Gothic light-
Nothing can withstand the thrill
Of my wrath known as death;
Only one will know of my wrath,
My best friend knows of it-
No one else knows of it.
No one else in the shadows
Will fulfill every single Gothic act-
Never will they repay the betrayal
Most have already caused my life;
Only my best friend will repay
The Gothic act used upon me
To help with betrayal to others.
Yet in the darkness I am Gothic-
My friends and followers alike;
They have no falters without fear-
They have no regret against betrayal,
They feed upon the Gothic wrath
That has consumed me into place
Of distorted ashes and Gothic death.
i love this lots...cant relate, but i love it
Awesome poem. Feel pretty well the same about things and the outlook of life.