Black Halo

Black Halo

Why do I write
Like I've seen it all?
You ask
Like I've met Death
And still stood tall
"Yea, even though
I walk through the
Valley of the
Shadow of Death"
And realized
I'd taken the wrong turn
and made my regression
Back
To Life
Do do I feel this
You wonder
How can I portray the Fallen Star
But live like a saint?
Or, well, almost...
The answer is
simple: I dream
of Death. Long for
Pain. And suicide.
I fantasize about
toruture...agony.
I long for the blood
of another.
How can this
be? You say
It's all because
of
My Crown