You and I are alike for
the worst reasons...
the Torture of Our Lives
We share the
depression, loneliness
and suicidal tendencies
most people wouldn't
want to understand
We Suffer for no noble purpose...
and yet We endure...
the more evils We
have to push through
just to make life bearable,
the stronger We are
We wouldn't be what We are
if it weren't for the
Madness...
given a choice
We would choose
the dark path Our
Life is walking on
instead of an offering
of the brightly lit living...
There is No substance in light, but
People are afraid of the Darkness...
We are that Darkness
and We fill it with
more Soul than those
of the light can imagine...
We pulse with a love
for life, overcoming the
Damnation of Our Happiness...
and bound by Our misery and pain...
I love all of You
HURT by the sun...