"I Dared Edgar Allen Poe to Write a Poem Darker Than Mine...He Won" tragically torn apart, i decimated what would never be. truth be told i never had much faith and i only denied myself the chance to hold your hand under the stars. i want to undo what i've done, to unsee what i've seen, to hear the unheard -- your voice echoing in my head in the night. and lo, only whispers of the dark can be heard. alas, i'll never feel this real again, and i lost you before you were ever mine. it's so hard to keep saying sorry. this guilt is so unbearable and i can't run away from all this pain, all this loss. distancing myself from the light i've been reduced to a recluse hiding in the shadows of this night suffering the abuse of your image in my mind -- what's the use? i'll never love again.