I start to cry and crawl into the dark corner of my bed
I roll into the fetal position, try to think happy thoughts
It doesn't work, and only the loneliness prevails, sinking me into a deeper depression
Well here is where I go to sleep
Instead of dreaming a beautiful existance of no pain, I begin a hellish nightmare
It is so close to my reality
A deamon holding a knife in my heart, slowly twisting the mangled blade
It tears deep into my soul and I cry out, feeling for the light of the life I once had as a child
A life of innocence and joy, where I would play with my friends all day, pretending we are heroes

The deamon, it pours poison into the wound, numbing my feeling of the world
At the same time intensifying the pain of my loneliness
The suffering can only continue as I hold on to these thoughts, my hearts desire
An unabtainable dream of love that I have held dear since my youth
I lay relaxed, and she is there with me
We hold fast to one another, a symbol of the union of two hearts as they become the same being
I caress her body and let out a sigh
I love her
This one moment, lasting until time gives way and brings us back to this world of pain and sorrow

The blade sinks in further as I shed a tear for the love that I want, but cannot have
I sleep but there is no nightmare because the pain has left my dreams empty, devoid of all love and understanding
When I wake up, the feeling is still there
Unbearable pain upon my opening eyes, my body feels as if it has been dragged upon a bed of nails all night as the deamon beats my frail form upon a firey grating
I try to brave the world, but all that I see reminds me of the love I only wish I had
The wounds grow deeper as he thrusts the knife into body
In this moment, I turn the tears to sweat
I depart this world of familiarity and enter a dark hell where I grow to reign supreme
The dark lord of all that is unholy and wrong with the world
Berserk, I hate the world and the light as I attempt to burn all around me with my intensified rage
Indifferent to the things I once held dear
Destroying all that reminds me of the pain, which happens to be just about everything

Love, why can't I have it?
Why must I feel this pain, when all I want is to feel her gentle touch?
I close my burning eyes as I begin to cry again
The tears extiguish the torential flame of chaos and hate as I regain my composure, refocused with new clarity
God, when will it end?
Can I feel and love, or will I just wander this world of pain again and again?

I need to end it
Need to find the path which leads me to my dream and the end of my depression
Some day I will find her, the one of my dreams to end the pain
The pain of being alone
Till that day comes, the deamon will continue to haunt my life, laughing in my face with a maniacal grin
Because I cannot have the one I love