It’s so damn cold here in my soul.

No one knows the horror

I’ve known. I feel the darkness

coming, it’s cold. It’s taking

over this hole in my soul.

I see all the Tortured souls, so easily.

“They’re crying out ‘Save Me,’

Screaming inside, bleeding and

Dying.”

They now wander around alone

in a zombie-like state only to

Eventually fall into a deep black void.

Then disappear into the darkness forever.