Apostle of Darkness

All alone in a shroud of Darkness
You feel lost in a labyrinth of Pain
This sickening Dismay
Huddled in a dark Corner
Waiting
Hoping for a Miracle
A miracle that will take you from this evil Place
To a place of Sanctity
No hope in sight or a soul to comfort you in your time of Trials
Silent screams and shattered dreams are what is left of your sickly Soul
Your tears have run Dry
Sanity inevitably becomes Lost
Why won't they acknowledge your existence?
Why won't they care?
Your eyes slowly close as your heart slowly Stops
Your soul wanders to a distant Road
Aimlessly Walking
Forever, an Apostle of Darkness