Written by: billy bier

Everyday seems to turn to darkness, emptiness, sadness.
Any goodness gets washed away by the longing of my heart and soul.
 Demons play with my thoughts, as if to torture and provoke me.
They enjoy this, to my misery.
I have never felt such loneliness, because I have never felt such love.
Wait for me, my love.
I am coming with an open heart for