Walk in Darkness

"walk in my shoes hurt your feet, then know why i do dirt in the streets"

Only darkness meets the criteria of my hearbeat
loneliness acquried by pain sufferage and defeat
enclosed-heat opens paths that lead to hells burn
find myself in the darkness...i guess its my turn..
Forgotten sins, unspoken words, and death invites
now lookin at my world like its permanently night
requestful defiance of the truth we choose not 2 speak
relentless silence, all dark, all quiet, life repeats
so we repetitively seekin the light to end these feelings
one pull of the trigger will have my soul rising through the ceiling