The obscurus it's inside of me
The obscurus it's inside of me.
they're not memories or moments,
it's more like a bad feeling,
It makes my skin bristle and makes me tense.
A chill penetrates my skin and bones,
I tremble at the whisper of the shadow,
I close my eyes with my fingers,
but I still feel it.
It's stalking me on the road,
is watchful of my thoughts,
tying me without chains,
condemning me without being guilty.
It is destroying my body,
but he still owns my thoughts,
feeds on the evil of my memories,
with a thirst for revenge.
I try to understand it but it won't let me,
he's in complete control of me,
dissipates and destroys everything in its path,
without caring about hurting us both.
The darkness took hold of me,
I'm blinded and out of control,
the present has already left me,
the good in me is over.
I was used and mistreated,
promises a lie,
there was only power interest,
when the darkness was inside me.
