The blackened night has always bee my closest
confidant the jett black night has always
given me tranquility I am finding a means
to my end

Once there is an implication of doubt just one
thing I it is hard to win this
fight when there is no end in sight locked in
a room tto scream and wail

I have seen where this goes it is as if no
one knows to close all of these doors I
can't take this much more inside the
pitch grows.

Alone to bide her term it has passed for
me to glow Therefore I give the torch
to you to find away to pull me through
again I have lost my mind

Do you see how the sickness starts?
Can you feel it inside your heart?
When you see me going down and
lying on my back on the ground

This is where I fall apart dig my grave
and place me in drape my frame
with a blanket of flush green grass
to always to be known as the
unknown poet