The sun rises every morning
But sets every night
Yet lately it seems my darkest days
Have outnumbered the light

Vicious afterthoughts, like footnotes in a story
Melt away what sanity I have left
Frost forms on everything I touch
Cold commiseration

I plan one day to feel better
I hope to see the morning again
I know you are the sunlight to my world
So why won’t you let me bask in your glow?

I scratch my wounds, only to let them bleed
I need that kind of thing to bring me back to reality
Every night I look onto your face, you turn around
You cast a permanent eclipse on my life

One way exit, but I go in the opposite direction
Wrong way on a one way
But I can’t turn around because the road is too narrow
And I like basking in the headlights of a speeding semi

Mack trucks invading my daymares
Recurring annually because you are my life
Can’t there be an answer
Without being splattered across brick facades and red concrete?

I am bored with the night
But my albino skin catches cancer from the daylight
My sun burns only for others
Her radiant warmth alien to the dark side of my moon

These are the darkest days
When I don’t even know who my friends are
I keep quiet, never complain
Because complaining just attracts unwanted attention

I hold on to life, but it’s not enough
With nothing to hold on to, I can’t help but slip
So if I slip up when I ask for you to turn and cast your glow my way
Please be forgiving and provide traction for the mess