This darkness visible is driving me insane, I have no choice but to hold onto you. I can't admit that all these things I've done are in vain but if I don't this hell will ensue. Putting on this mask feels so inane, for it is all I can do. Every kiss we've shared only formed my decay and come whatever may I know I'll never be new. Who am I at the the end of the day, I want so harshly to know the real you. I've fought so much with this rage, this is what happens when there is no truth
