It gets better they say
But who can really tell when every day is just a gamble.
The idea that it will seems so far from my mind
My thoughts in general haven't been kind.
Echoes of my own cries of frustration are all that surrounds me
The thought of going mad terrifies and is the only thing that grounds me..
Love, Loss, Lies, Leisure.
My suffering is giving me pleasure.
The end is near, the sky is falling
But the only thing I hear is my pitiful thoughts calling.
We see the end of another day
We'll see in the end, if I can find my way.

Turning tables
Spinning chairs
No worries
No cares
Round and round
You go again
The faster you go
The faster you spin
Out of control
Spiraling down the rabbit hole
Falling slowly
Into a darker depression
Going deeper into the black depths of the rabbit hole
Lost in Wonderland
No escaping, hitting rock bottom
Since the minute that you began....

Darkness picked him up, and watched him grow for years

He had grown up yo be a man now, and the dark had taken away all his fears

Beneath the shadows of the dark he had spent almost all his life

But he still had a longing for the light, he wanted to feel what it was like.