Darkness

I used to believe in magic,

Time that flies and no tragic.

Used to think that life is fantastic

Now all I want is to be lethargic.

'M addicted to this drug called loneliness

Became scared of feeling happiness,

Because I know it will always be

followed by deadliness.

It's just me and my melancholy,

In this dark room and gloomy,

I hate it when misery have me

Could only see death as remedy.

I only see sorrows around me

No way to navigate joy to me.

Agony is building inside me

Tryna' get myself up so it wouldn't drown  me.

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