Sometimes I'm filled with an overwhelming sadness
It's like a Madness
but not the kind with rage
It's almost like i have a deficit of joy
A black hole
Or a reoccurring void
It's like that feeling when you're far away from home
But I'm home
Yet here with you's alone
When it comes it is impossible to hide
There's no pride
No ego to confide
It's then i seek for some kind of affirmation
Acting out this sickening deprivation
My desperation
I'm not alone
..My misery calls me home..
Nothings ever finished.