The days are dark and cold,
filled with a numbness in my soul.
I thought the pressure was behind me,
finding out it was just a dream.

I stare into the sun,
blotting out what I have become.
I stare into your eyes,
hiding the truth with lies.

I sit alone with my thoughts,
having all kinds of doubts.
wondering why I am the way I am.
I have paid the cost,
screaming from the inside out,
hell seems like my only friend.

Life, what is the meaning?
So much pain I have,
so many dreams I've planned,
but I can't seem to move forward-
for inside I feel so bad.