Misery and me
know each other well.
I lead a life,
of living hell.
I can't help it,
I'm filled with sorrow.
I'm so afraid
of tomorrow.
I think of you,
and I think of me.
I just kidding myself,
I finally see.
I listen to the rain,
drops hit the ground.
Happiness is something,
I have never found.
I'm so lonely, yet,
I'm not alone.
This is how it was meant.
This is my home.
Many years have past,
so slowly by.
A few more years, maybe,
maybe I'll die.