Darkness

You creep on me like a gentle daze I know at the end of the day the price I’ll pay Your grasp tighter then any kind of love I’m stuck in my own head, all I can do is push and shove I wish you leave me to die alone I wish you weren’t always on the line when I pick up the phone A panic I feel when you come around Has me wishing I was a clown, so I wouldn’t be able to frown It feels as if death is upon me For what I have wished for, I wish to go back on I want life, but not its crimes No person ever actually gets through a hard time A journey filled with ups and downs Another happy face covering a tortured frown If only you knew what went in ones head Then you’d be able to unwind the thread Life is sad and dark in many ways What is the point of our temporary stay? All to succeed and suffer with the same end place in sight Death, O’ a prize so bright Goodnight to my loved ones For we got our hopes up An imaginary hope of eternal life What has set in is reality, do not be in fright Do not get your hopes up because it is all going to end Enjoy the present moment, for at any moment the afterlife may begin Live everyday as if it was your last For one day no on will spend a thought on your past

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