Never a safer place in that where you fear to tread never a moment
spared in search of solitude,
in darkness you dare not embrace the shell reveals little of what it
bears the landscape isn't barren,
it's beautiful your wasteland my paradise the visage of what i've
come to call my own A deeper expression of my being that would
otherwise never be known scratch the surface The wise should know
better brushing aside only prolonging it's inevitability the myriad
awaits it beckons it cries out that will be heard though all
you hear is suffering Insufferable but it endures Agony as art,
As valid as the day itself it's window appears the opening.
There's beauty in the dark Just open your eyes or
do you dare not look to see me staring back at you