System of a Darkness

Once again, and early peom. Strange inspiration for this one.

Withering,
Wallowing
In the shadows.
All is darkness,
All is down.
Sadness and pain,
All flows through.
Where begins the real you?
Thought within this hollow box
You would be ok.
Seeing is not believing,
Holding what you say.
Withering,
Wallowing,
In my own darkness.
Sadness falls upon this day.
Never to see the light again,
Flowing so coldly through the veins.
Is there a place so unfeeling such as this?
Finding,
Faultless,
Your never ending bliss?
Let it take this all away,
System of a darkness.