Darkness, my friend, oh how you surround me,
Our souls unite as I am taken over.
Dark is the foreboding presence called my soul
Pain to others, yet welcome joy to me.
I welcome you to help me find the answers,
But the answers I seek there are none.
Nothing I know is to be reckoned with,
And everything I know everything is to feel.
So I pull back into my little black hole,
Sitting alone as I cry.
All I ever asked for was joy and love,
But all I ever got was pain.
The Craft: Online Pagan ~ Wiccan Coven
Online Pagan ~ Wiccan Coven
