In the depths of yearning, control becomes our desire,
To command our actions, to ignite an inner fire.
Many chase this elusive power, yet few comprehend,
The weight it carries, the responsibility it will send.
Oh, how I long to find it, to be the master of my voice,
To shape my words and feelings, to make my own choice.
But love, unappreciated, leaves a bitter taste in my soul,
Placing others first, while they treat me as a mere role.
I wish I could erase this emotion, remove it from my core,
To be as dark as the night, devoid of all that I adore.
To embrace emptiness and void, shielding my heart\'s strife,
From the false affection and care that cut like a knife.
Yet, that is not who I am, I can\'t counterfeit my life\'s tale,
Even as others feign authenticity, their masks prevail.
So, I will continue to live as my true self, unabridged,
Cherishing the essence within me, a self deeply cherished.
Though the pain gnaws at my spirit, slowly eating me away,
I hold on to hope, that all will be well, come what may.
For within this darkness, there lies strength to endure,
As I navigate this journey, my essence remaining pure.
So, let me embrace the shadows, for they shape my soul\'s art,
In this dark-emo symphony, I find solace in my heart.
Though I may wither inside, I\'ll keep living my truth,
For in embracing the darkness, I find strength to soothe.