Caught a few tears before they hit the ground
I sit and let them fall from my eyes
Soon face will be red, lids puffy like clouds
They remain that way after each drop dries.
I am attached to the habits that hurt me
Falling in love, sight of blood, and drugs to name a few
Darkness regardless of outside forces constantly stalks
Got caught in its mystery, it knocked my life askew.
I do not think it will leave my side
It follows, a second shadow
Growing used to this presence filling days
I no longer fight or resist my unyielding foe.
Even in empty misery
I find comfort in knowing whatever the amount
It is the only constant I can rely on in this bitter world
Lived with lonely despair too long to count.
Words are pouring out of my eyes
No life, no sound, can reach voice
Love and pain keep trickling down my face
Anguish I'm feeling didn't come by choice.
Why would I want to be unhappy?