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-=My Present Darkness=-

I do not hear you in my mind anymore..
you don't sing to my heart.
I know you are still there, I just don't know whether to let you free, or keep my eyes to the heavens.. and hope that fate be kind to me.


I no longer feel passion, nor do I have the ability to feel most general emotion, as each setting sun brings darkness to the world, and with each closing of the eye, each moment, seems to draw me nearer to my own self imposed oblivian.


I thought i'd never forget the sound of your voice..
I hoped that one day I would find all which i have sought so painfully for,
but as the sun rises against the horizon, I still am enveloped in darkness. Death becomes that much more appealing, though I would not take my own breath from me, the thought of release still beckons.


With each passing haze, i feel farther and farther away from you. I no longer feel I can create, for there is no joy in it. I do not sing, for it brings me no happiness. I only write to get my thoughts away from me, and perhaps trap them somewhere else other than my mind..Food has lost it's taste.. scents are dull and odorless.. The passions awakened in me, so long had they been dormant, that they exploded from me like the collapse of a dam. The waters have receded. And I return to my present darkness, and await the next evolution of my life, be it better or worse. I am as still as death, yet this body moves onward, plodding through a pointless existance...

©2004 Marc Guerrero/Samurai!FX