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The Dark Joke
life no longer resembles what it once did
the memories haunting, hurting, taunting
turning into the monsters in the night
proving that i'm not made of steel
proving that i'm weak, that i'm flawed
that i'm nothing, that i've become......
something I never wanted to be
making me despise what i've become
pain becomes a weapon against the monster
against myself, against the past
against the world.....nothing will be the same
nothing will ever be the same again
i have lost myself to a world that doesn't care
no one will be there to protect me
from the nightmares, from the dangers
from the darkness swallowing my mind
each and every night I fall, and I fall alone
the night is my enemy, it's when i'm most vulnerable
it's when i'm at my weakest.....my lowest
it's when the monsters come out
when the voices attack.....
when i'm closest to the edge......
can't someone save this poor soul
who's lost his way, who's lost his edge
who's given everything and gotten so much
but is unable to see it through the pain
unable to understand just how lucky he is
to be alive, to have the people around him
to have all this love and be unable to know it
unable to feel it, unable to accept it........
life is just a cruel joke......
the cruelest joke of all..........
