Darkness

Darkness Sitting on the edge of darkness Waiting to see the light, Will the sun ever rise again? I am tired of the night. Staring through the mouth of madness I get lost in my own head, Listening to all the voices Thinking about what they said. Walking in my own loneliness Coldness is all around, I do feel like a blind man There is one to be found. Dwelling on all the sadness How did I get like this? Empty, shallow, and hollow I feel like an abyss.