Why did I allow the Darkness to enter me?

Was it a willful choice,

or was it meant to happen as it did?

When did I lose myself into oblivion,

thinking, feeling I could handle it,

following the path of my heart.

I can’t find the naive beautiful girl,

now I ‘know’ more than I should.

And now I am nothing.

All I feel is a deep hollow, a wound that never ceases to bleed,

and a need to cry perpetually.

I am broken for eternity.

Only Darkness can return the Light it took from me.