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~Darkness Consumes~
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Nov. 07 Crippled by all of my fears
and suffocating in my sorrow
It is hard to make it through the year
When I have lost all hope for tomorrow
When will I cross the line to where I cannot handle life
and I cut deeper wounds with my knife
When is the moment when I cannot get out of bed
What happens when I fear for my death
Everyday I keep hoping that it is the last
Because each day gets worse with the memory of the past
I keep losing me and I cannot recognize myself
The old, happy me is lost on the back of a shelf
Darkness consumes my life, my soul
I have no hope for containing any control
My heart cannot break any more than it already is
In myh heart I feel that dying has got to be better than this
