I lie here in wait
of the one to wake me
From this darkened prison
of hate and despair.

To shine that one light
people keep talking about.
The light of joy, and love
the one that gives you that feeling
of being accepted

I wish that would come
I'm tired of being blind.
Would you come if I asked?
oh please say yes.


I am standing here in the shadows
never showing my face.
People always wonder
who i may be

But they will never know
because they don't understand.
My pain is growing more and more
nothing seems to stop it.

I feel traped inside this darkened sphere
spinning uncontrolably
unable to stop.
There is no point.

If I tried to put up a fight
to call for help
it goes unheared...