Drunk on Shadows

I love to swim in darkness,
let it trickle down my throat.
It quenches all my thirst,
and leads me further into death.
I want to hear the moonlight,
though I never thought I could,
but if I had the darkness,
I could try.
I'm drunk on these shadows,
my lonely ecstasy.
This joy is like no other,
though it's not joy it brings.
My wounds are wide and bleeding,
my heart is torn and cold,
I'm drunk on these shadows,
And fear this is the end.
But my fear is all but wasted,
for this is what I want.
To be drunk and love the shadows,
and live within the dark.