| The dark black clouds hover my head No lightning, no rain, no thunder For it would bring too much excitement Just the silence of gloom They say hell has many levels This is just the beginning My thoughts haunt me when I sleep There is no rest for the wicked Dreams and aspirations descend into the darkness Falling into the pit of nothingness Pain, suffering and loneliness fill the void Long gone never to be recovered I almost can’t remember The feeling of love, happiness, or life The fear and anguish of being hurt Forces me to hide from the world, never again Stands before you is a simple man He hides behind his smiling mask Decaying and withering behind the illusion For pity is not what he desires The hope of light breaking through Allows tomorrow to come Yet it never does How long can one suffer? |