Somewhere along the line I became lost.
Not so broken that I couldn't walk again.
Just cracked so that I didn't want to.
Life:The beautiful cataclysm.
She became so much for me.
Laying in the ditch seemed so warm.
Time pour over me and washed away my smile.
Moments and the in between blurred.
Before long I was wishing for death.
Wishing that I could stop thinking.

Misery had become my shadow.
My lone companion, that embraced me in the night.

Anger rose up like a wave and
push me into the ground.

Sadness turned inward ate away at me.
The pain of depression on these lips reigned.

Outward implosion I moved toward oblivion.
Look at this Darkness I became.