Sorrow Soul

The hate in my heart
is tearing me apart
The sorrow in my soul
is swallowing me whole
Dark thoughts float in my head
and I love the undead
I love to drink blood
and watch people die with a thud

I was not always this way though
It was cruelty, bullies, etc, you know
Being 'nice' was my game
and my dreams used to be fame
Now I am dark
I shall leave my mark..of my sorrow soul.