As I lay here alone and cold darkness is all I see.
I guess in a way this is how life can be.
Some people refer to happiness as sun.
Bright and shinning, full of fun.
But this darkness proves them all wrong.
You can pretend to be happy all you want.
But just like the sun it fades away, into the darkness,
there goes another day.
Some people cringe at the thought of everlasting life with out the sun.
Some people are so used to it they just go numb.
If you were here right now with me,
maybe you would understand more of the life you can't see.
In the darker side there truly is beauty,
once you get past all of the agony.
It's really not as hard as it seems.
People say it may be dark, but just you wait and see.
the sun is closer than you think.
And that's why I'm still here right now,
waiting.
Just waiting to see...
Dec 8, 2013
Dec 8, 2013 at 1:21 AM UTC
As I lay here alone and cold darkness is all I see.
I guess in a way this is how life can be.
Some people refer to happiness as sun.
Bright and shinning, full of fun.
But this darkness proves them all wrong.
You can pretend to be happy all you want.
But just like the sun it fades away, into the darkness,
there goes another day.
Some people cringe at the thought of everlasting life with out the sun.
Some people are so used to it they just go numb.
If you were here right now with me,
maybe you would understand more of the life you can't see.
In the darker side there truly is beauty,
once you get past all of the agony.
It's really not as hard as it seems.
People say it may be dark, but just you wait and see.
the sun is closer than you think.
And that's why I'm still here right now,
waiting.
Just waiting to see...
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