what i have become

The pain has made me what I am now...Empty,Hurt,Broken,and eternally damned...How could one love someone born in the shadows,born in the night such as I?...I am in my own darkness...searching...yet always losing...or never finding my light...I am alone and cold in the dead of night...no one hearing the screams that fills the still night air...I will be dead...yet no one could notice...the emptyness inside will consume my growing pain... my screams and crying muffled by the other sounds...never to be heard...I shall forever be the darkness...nothing...Empty...Hated...Alone...Cold...and Dead...this is what I have become... what things have made me into ...losing the light everytime I'm one step closer to it...yet to get lost inside the dark abyss I call my home.