darkness has decended in twists and turns
	a tightning in my chest, a sharp burn
	welcomming death to devour me whole
	nothing left but an empty soul
	love has gone, the sun hidden
	suicide beckoning although forbidden
	the disapointment from whom i leave behind
	the anger and hate will subside in time
	selfish reasoning i do not see
	for who, for you or for me.