Pitch black,
my soul is empty,
I wish to attack,
Someone please wake me.
Regret has won,
this battle is done.
DESPERATE.
Grieving,
this feeling isn't new,
Why are you leaving?
Go ahead, I'm sick of you.
My quiet nights,
they're full of darkness and fright.
DESPERATE.
Silence,
as my demons chase me down,
They lurch, I hurt,
my smile slowly descends to a frown.
These days of my life are approaching the end,
searching and burning for the love of a friend.
DESPERATE.
