Hide behind hell

I am not afraid of darkness and black.
I'm scared of the mirror cause it's crack.
Thinking of inside and looking from outside.
Actually I want to live but I also want to hide.
I want to hide from people and the sun.
I left god and went to the devil, I took a run.
Black is all I want to see and feel.
It's too late there is nothing left to heal.
I passed heaven and all the happy things.
All I feel are my new black, broken wings.
I think of the past and I feel pain.
I will only leave my place by the sad rain.
In the dark, scary night,
When the moon is on her brightest light.
Yes hell is on by side.
Thats my home were I don't have to hide.