How come I cannot display my portrayal
Am so ashamed of what I have become?
Just a sad little lonely face in the dark
Suffering in all that deep sinful succumb
How Come I cannot show my true colors
All that reveals within is only black or white
That darkness continues to overwhelm beneath my skin
Gradually losing my mind's bright light
How come I weep over the little things
Trying to punish myself for what I cannot relieve
I just continue to mope and wrath upon my marrow
And sit in that dark corner isolating all my grieve
How is it I let my self bleed from the roots of my being
The only stream that keeps me alive
Maybe I'm really just going to die away from madness
And be introduced to happiness and perhaps revive
Beneath the reasons of those tears I shed
Is a more deeper catastrophe and actuality
Of why Am able to hurt myself so badly
And still be able to suffer from brutal reality
I could not stop the pain from manifesting my core
I wish I could apologize in a blissful way
The happiness was shrieking for my marrow
My endurance to death could not wait, I just could not stay away
I've met darkness face to face at last
Instead of looking back just look ahead
I might have regretted what Ive done today
One things certain, I'll always stay dead.
