I sing

Sometimes it's more about the darkness
It's more about that spot in the corner
the one that's never felt warmth
the place where secrets hide
where mirrors brake
there is no pain, only blood
only a memory of an injury
(that hasn't happened yet)
sometimes it's the only place with fresh air
it's the only place that feels real
the only place that doesn't taint reality
it's an honest despairing
it's a familiar sound