As I remember the years,
that have long passed by.
I think of the mistakes I've made,
and I've wanted to break down and cry.

I see the faces of the ones I love,
and the pain cuts deep into my soul.
So much of my life has been lost,
that my future will never be whole.

I will never be a kid again,
nor will my youth return to me.
The pain I feel inside my heart,
will never set me free.

Emptiness is a constant plague,
that is felt but never seen.
And if you've ever been depressed,
then you'll know exactly what I mean.

Suicide is one way out,
but a way I do not choose.
No matter how much I've already lost,
there is still a lot more I could loose.

So through this journey, we call life,
there will be tragedy along the way.
But everyone has a story to tell,
and it can very from day to day.