My world has turned bleak
my desolation you seek
even in my smile
you can see this lonely mile

You can hear it in my laugh
how it’s all on your behalf
my happiness is fake
for my sense of self you *****

When I’m playing with my son
I need a drink of bourbon
to keep my anger at bay
it doesn’t work dare I say

In times of depression I find relief
in my blade, but it’s a thief
stealing my days of sobriety
to your world this is the key

You have me trapped in your grip
with chains of regret you are equipped
reminding me of trauma from the past
making me think happiness shall never last

Darkness won’t you let me be
I just want light and to see
but if we shall become friends
then make it darker, make it end