Where will this gothic person go?
All alone in the dark, dark shadows
Seeking advice from no one
Not trusting any one
Wandering in the cold, cold night
Never seeing the bright light
No love for anyone in his heart
Just cold, ruthless, and evil
A demonic figure different from me
Cold and heartless,
Always trusting the cold, black soul of his
Confused and lost, black heart full of scars
Wandering alone
No allies with him
He stays in his room
Awaiting others' doom
Lonely and frozen with hate
He seeks no one but himself
Like the fallen angel
Wandering the world
Searching for a place...
Something I wrote back in 2004-05.