Times when I have fallen,
scraped the ground with my soul.
Times when I lose my calling,
life seems to become dull.
I lose my way,
I have wandered astray,
my world descents into the darkest day.
Without hope,
left to cope,
I have fallen into the fray.
No light upon this chasm,
so cold, dreary, and grey.
Without a purpous or reason,
my life becomes null.
I through my pain,
Let this misery fade,
Into this blackened void.
