Darkness

Its about how I was feeling this one day, and how I felt then.

Darkness seems to consume me,
with it's arms wide open,
I welcome it and begin to
fight off the pain from what people
have caused me.

I no longer care, or see that
I have become a lifeless person
because the coldness and bitterness
are one now. Why should it
matter what I care about?
I mean I'm only human with
my needs and wants.