• You're thinking about somebody,
    someone you care about,
    someone you want to be with,
    someone you love.

    Thus I am born

    I am Despair, Sorrow,
    Hate.

    Soullessly I weave through the the night sky,
    entering your thoughts,
    murdering your senses.
    I feast on your very being,
    leaving behind only a hollow shell.
    Untraceable, i slip away,
    patiently waiting for love to drop it's guard once again.