I'm feeling like I've burned out,
like the words won't come no more,
I close my eyes,
all I can see is the darkness,
trying to reach deep down,
find the words that I used to have,
Have I given up?
Do the words not flow anymore?
This poet,
has a feeling,
like he's lost skill,
like he's lost that will,
like he lost his edge,
the darkness that he used to have,
I'm digging deep down in my soul,
trying to find that darkness,
it made me legendary,
it made me who I am,
It's time to listen to thos voices again,
time to find that inner hate,
time to find that inner darkness,
time to return myself to my roots,
it's time for me to return to the darkness,