Dear old friend, I’m feeling hopeless, yet again;
My life is in ruins, and I’m just dying.
All I feel or see in this world is pain;
I just hate this, I feel like crying.
My heart is forever cursed,
With the taint of darkness.
If only life can be reimbursed,
Because at the moment I feel heartless.
As friend, life is just a horror;
With scenes of a disturbing nature,
Involving a dark presence of her,
With a tendency for abusive behaviour.
Despite all this I fight to survive,
But yet I still do not feel alive.