Looking in the mirror I see a face I don't know.
A faceless man; another John Doe.
The loving eyes, where did they go?
Love, upon you, I bestow
Now left empty;cold as snow.
Erratically do the brisk winds blow.
Life moves too fast and in depression too slow.
Happy times seem so long ago.
Bathed in tears; surrounded by woe.
Lost in depression; feeling so low.
I hope from these trying times, I grow.
Feelings, deep inside, I stow.
Tossed up and down; to and fro.
Rugged is my lifes flow.
From the life trials that I undergo.
My life is lived in shadow.
These evils I can forgo.
Darkness, in my heart, does show.
In the back of my head does that suicidal voice crow.
Into the depths of hell, my soul, I throw
Devil as my friend; God is my foe.
I see the flames and watch them glow.
I go to meet evil in hell below.
