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My life has been hell,From day one,

I would take the time to look up at the sun,

As it began to set,Wanting to desperatly forget,

My dreadful childhood memories,That toyed with me,

Ever so often,I just wanted to be set free,

Set free of the grasp I was so tightly in,

The pain I went thru struck like a pin,

A pin so hard,That went so deep,

I seriously wanted to go into an eternal sleep



Never to wake up from my nightmare,Damnit,I swear!

The years went on,I remained my totured soul,

My totured soul soon became nothing but a black hole,

Into the darkness I fled,Tears I seemed to shed,

My life had certainly grown worse,

I felt as if I wanted to go back in time,Or reverse,

Days got colder,Nights got darker,

But still there was no hope,

There was nothing there for me except my rope



The rope I wanted to die from,

But I didn't want to end it all so young,

That would've been awfully dumb,

The moon came out,Planted itself in the darkened sky,

Leaving me only to say goodbye