You dont make it good.
You just make me numb.
But somehow its better than
The pain that hits me.
When I least expect it.
The feeling that comes from
Nowhere, and eats my soul from inside.
A darkness that lingers over my existance and
Exterminates my will of living.
You dont kill the darkness
You just make me unafraid of the dark.
Why wont you turn on the light?
