The weight of the night
The weight of the night presses on me...
i've never felt more empty
more numb...
there's something wrong inside me
and i can't quite figure out...
The wind swirls around me,
Leaves raining down while the cyclone whispers...
every night ends similarly:
me, confronted with reality...
THERE’S NOT A PERSON ALIVE
By David N. Donihue...
In the depths of despair, where darkness prevails,
I find solace in tears, where pain never fails...
spending evenings in the cold,
preparing to survive what could be...
I’m sorry for the person I used to be.
For turning into something I couldn’t believe...
Is there still time for a fresh start?
What's driving this downward spiral...
Smile
A sight I hoped I’d never see...
I can see the darkness in your eyes
Reminiscent of the decay and sorrow...