Black Terror

He sit's... quite, thinking, alone.
The darkness is inside.
Thinking of dark times,
Fear of terror he cant hide.

Sitting, thinking, alone in his mind.
The front he maintains, a thinline.
An image he projects,
Trying to make it fine.

Things that mean the most.
Lost in moments slipped away.
Hidden in that dark place,
His life it starts to fray.

Pain never felt so good,
To escape, to ignore.
That dark terror. Living life,
Whats worth living for.

Black versus white,
a battle fought unseen.
All in his mind its lost,
Fragments of a war thats been.

Fear of that black monster,
Rearing its ugly head.
The one that hates,
The one that wants him dead.

Blood flows in his vein's,
He's spilt it before.
Crimson red it flows,
Drips upon the tiled floor.

Someone's there for him,
A light in the dark.
A guide in a dark life,
A new place to start.

In the past she watched,
Saw him come and go.
Others in his life
But how she loved him so.

Blinded by the dark,
He hasnt seen here there.
Stumbling through his past,
Living without a care.

She walk's in to his life,
Attached by the soul.
A friend here now,
One to fill the hole.

To drag him from the dark,
She wants to ease the pain.
To make it go away,
Is it all in vain ?

Maybe this time,
Different it may be.
No longer is it dark,
Now his mind can see.

Love, Like a flower growing,
Pushing through the weeds.
Her love grows inside,
It knows his need's.

A life of turmoil,
His life stripped to the bone.
His feeling lost again
Emotions he must hone.

He loves his life,
Loves the ones near.
Pours out his heart,
Love tainted with fear.

Fear of the unknown,
The things he cant hold.
Things that complete him,
Things to remove the cold.

That dark, cold life,
Love he lacks..
To see in colour,
Not white and black.

Fear is still strong,
It makes him feel ill.
Fear of hurting again,
He thinks of pain still.

It's not pain his own,
But pain of the other.
His true feeling's,
He has learnt to cover.

He knows she's there,
Her thoughts in his head,
Feels her in the darkness.
Knows he isn't dead.

He lays in the dark,
A mist in his mind.
Thinking of the past
Knowing what he will find.

The lives he's crushed,
The hearts he broke.
Like a magician
He's Gone in smoke.

Now it's time to move on.
Maybe the time is right,
Take the darkness in hand,
Dont give up without a fight.

He knows now she is near,
A guiding light she glow's.
Pulling from darkened tombs,
Lighting the way to go.

The moment passed away
Darkness in his life no more
Well... Not for the moment,
Till it comes and knocks upon his door.

He see's her now,
The darkness lifts away.
Feels the love she has,
The love that makes his day.

He knows to move on,
To speed his alive ahead.
To dwell on the past is wrong,
When he does.. he's dead.

The road is rocky.. Rough,
The path it winds long and hard.
He walks it slowly now,
Always on his guard.

He wants to move on again,
To make living something free.
To move on in life,
He knows the place to be.