The warm sun was out, the moon is bright and full
but I have a chill shaking my soul
the darkness is coming after me
Today I didn’t think, today I didn’t feel
today I didn’t live – was today even real?
the darkness is making it hard to see
It’s telling me “Drink to depression”
concentrate fully on grief and obsession
to ponder how my soul has been shattered
“nobody really cares” and “nothing really matters”
the darkness… makes it hard to be.
The darkness says my hope is an illusion
my happy times were self delusions
I’m fighting so hard, just to care
The darkness, now, it’s always there!
someone grab my hand, lead the way
I can no longer see the light of day