spiralling into darkness, always seem to be running strait into death,im ready for death embraceing it with a tender kiss, if only my body was ready to enter the eternal darkness, no light in my life no light at the end of my tunnel only darkness, beaten down down into the ground never good enough for anybody.my souls trapped inside the madness that is my life,no consistancy watsoever.i am nothing nothing at all, nothing from nowere im no one at all, watched my blood spill over the page, soaked in the ink of pain, from this blood a song was sent forth, possibly my best.........written in blood.