That One Day


Walking down the hall

Past the empy rooms

Through the oak doors

Into the darkness,

Closing the doors behind,

Thinking your alone,

But your not,

The darkness is alive,

The darkness is inside of you

Growing as time passes

Waiting for that one day,

That one day when you lose control

That one day when your life shatters

And when that day comes

It will take you compleatly

Because it feeds off of your misery,

The more pain in your life,

The stronger it gets

The less contol you have over yourself

And the smaller your chances are

Of breaking free of its control.

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