A whisper in the dark, the nighttime is a plague for-
Everyone to see, I look up to the heavens but my-
Heart is stuck in hell. The demons of my past are-
Haunting me, the goodness that once was isn't there-
Like it was in the beginning, just a very long way-
From home and the sunrise burns the spirit. I-
Reach out for help but no one is there, I"ve wasted-
Too much time on the belief that things are the-
Way they're suppose to be. I didn't buy into there-
Was ever hope for the tortured soul, not like I see-
People gaining some self-respect back, a smile-
Coming across their face and a life fulfilled. No,-
Here I sit brooding over my life, where I would be-
If I didn't waste years plungeing into the darkness.-
Now it seems my life will never be on track because-
I keep going down the same road as before. I need-
Direction in my life, wishing upon a star is just a-
Fool's dream, and nothing is the way it's suppose to-
Be.