Drifting into the lives
  seep into the soul where emotions hide
  dark skies were beating me down
  with shadows of deceit slashing at
  trust till it forever bleeds
  with doubt, with pain, with trust
  is pain.
  
  When you think of me in your
  multidimesional mind, try and wash the
  "evil" from your mind and open it.
  
  When you taste the truth you will
  see like others before me, to you
  I am past, a story to tell
  tell it.
  
  You may think you own the end
  take another close look at the script
  
  of sadness etched in the book.