Although it is daylight,
I see only dark.
Distress fills my soul,
despair left it's mark.
With your departure,
you took with you my heart.
How can I go on?
Where do I start?
Now that you're gone,
my days are bleak.
I try to feel alive,
by drawing a crimson streak.
I act like I'm okay,
but that's just a big lie.
How could I be happy
living in a world with a sunless sky?