Ice cold Nice cold, Frosty breath Chilling death. Burning flame

He is lost Alone Is he dead? Is he alive? Trembling hands

Shadows all around Smothering the ground Scraping along the walls Of my mind A thing of darkness

You can’t see me My eyes are closed So you can’t look into them Besides, your eyes are closed too. You can’t touch me

What is the most painful word? Is it hate? That abject raging emotion that… Hate can be fulfilled, one way or… Or maybe it’s sadness?

When you’re too tired to feel Too numb to care When there’s no one there To hold you close The Darkness obliges

Dim, grim, dark nights For thoughts to grow And darken even further still Sad, twisted, angry thoughts Swirl in the blackness that

My hopes have turned into air I simply could not care Spring is here My time is near Depression’s terrible snare

Where do I go Where do I run When each breath means pain The pain of going on Which is far worse than

I don’t belong here Destined for another place So lonely It crushes me Falling through a black abyss

Fade away We all fade away We suffer In silence And the world likes it that way

The frost on the trees Glittering in the morning light A shroud of purest white Lies upon the field A blanket with the waves of a sea