being alone is misery,
waking to an empty bed,
empty hearted more and more,
walking to the darkside of the sun,
blinded by what seems important,
trust losing its strength.
looking for a deep hole to lie within,
darkening til i am forgotten,
the darkness feeling needed.
will i be remembered for me though,
going to be a distant memmory,
good times that wont be anymore.
figuring out what matters,
dont let the drama rule over your life,
relax and let life be what it is.
