In the dark, all alone
Fighting the demons, for which he can not atone
Clouded mind and broken soul
Broken heart he is a tattered shell
Walk in the shadows and see my pain
As I watch everything go down the drain
His life, his thoughts that no one will know
Wishing he could let it all go
He dares not speak, of the demons that haunt him
So he keeps on , struggling against them
Living with regrets, on decisions made
Till his dying day he keeps them in his brain.
Fighting depression, he just wants peace
But he travels along the broken crease.
A broken heart he can not mend
And a shattered soul for which will eventually be the end