Comfort and console
We all do seek
Not to distort
Be submissive or meek.
Looking out
Through a haze
Getting lost
Like in a maze.
Once, then twice
Emotions did feel
But just illusions
Proven not real.
Blackened shadows
Piercing dart
Lusting toward
Brand new start.
Tormented soul
Shattered heart
Hiding within
A colorful art.