Closest Friends Conspire

Sometimes darkness is my sole companion
 and the shadows seem my closest friends
 Immersed in pitch black contemplations
 I shy away from the slightest hint of sunshine
 but doubt is never far away
 and fear is never closer
 A hint of irony cannot help
 but course through my veins
 How to recognize the signals,
 The features of dishonesty
 The eye of the tornado
 In the eyes of our companions?
 Like serpents in the shadows, my closest friends conspire
 There's simply no way of telling
 In which shadow you might bind me
 There's no predicting
 which of your hopes will eventually blind me
 When doubt is never far away
 And fear is never closer,
 A hint of irony at play,
 coursing through my veins
 Like serpents in the shadows,
 my closest friends conspire