His Darkness

He lives alone in his own dark existence
Nothing there but an emptiness so hollow
bearing the pain of his childhood
he hurts you with words to kill you
Why, to him this pain is like death
his death was his life he lived
it's what his past has taught him, not to feel
but his own emptiness shows no remorse
for his pain, you suffer
I've done nothing to deserve his darkness
a simple hug or to love me
for I love, this I need
I live alone in his house of pain and
darkness searching for my light
thus my life, his world I cannot live
I want no part of it I can feel myself dying
I do not want to live his death anymore
my time has come, for I must go
to live, to love myself happiness is
for what I am searching for