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There's a darkness inside me that I rarely show
That fills me with dread as it continues to grow
And the thoughts that it brings would terrorize
Even the most bloody of war-seasoned eyes

Tendrils of rage, like flames, lick my thoughts
Twisting my stomach into sickening knots
Each night that I lay down with intent to sleep
A blackness starts growing with each tear I weep

But what frightens me most is that moment at night
When all the dark thoughts finally burn out the light
And it's that moment when all the darkness inside
Bursts forth from the dam, like a blood-ridden tide

A last fleeting thought of apprehensive regret
Stands weakly before the oncoming threat
Before, lost to the rain and the moonless black sky,
Something emerges from the ash of the lie.

Away goes my conscience, the blame and the shame
Consumed like a moth that is caught in the flame
A forest of dead wood, the sadness goes too
Consumed by my fears, the old and the new.

And in the deep darkness that follows the flood
I feel myself pulled by the blood colored mud
Pulled down ever further, I search for a trace
Of the last shred of me it seeks to erase

And with one final thought I reach out for aid
As into the blackness my mind starts to fade
The darkness falls on me, alone and afraid.
My last grasping reach to the cold is betrayed

Description
There's a darkness inside me that I rarely show
That fills me with dread as it continues to grow
And the thoughts that it brings would terrorize
Even the most bloody of war-seasoned eyes

Tendrils of rage, like flames, lick my thoughts
Twisting my stomach into sickening knots
Each night that I lay down with intent to sleep
A blackness starts growing with each tear I weep

But what frightens me most is that moment at night
When all the dark thoughts finally burn out the light
And it's that moment when all the darkness inside
Bursts forth from the dam, like a blood-ridden tide

A last fleeting thought of apprehensive regret
Stands weakly before the oncoming threat
Before, lost to the rain and the moonless black sky,
Something emerges from the ash of the lie.

Away goes my conscience, the blame and the shame
Consumed like a moth that is caught in the flame
A forest of dead wood, the sadness goes too
Consumed by my fears, the old and the new.

And in the deep darkness that follows the flood
I feel myself pulled by the blood colored mud
Pulled down ever further, I search for a trace
Of the last shred of me it seeks to erase

And with one final thought I reach out for aid
As into the blackness my mind starts to fade
The darkness falls on me, alone and afraid.
My last grasping reach to the cold is betrayed