I’ve drunk of depression,
sipped of insanity,
breathed in sorrow and wallowed in self-pity.
Joy is far from found,
happiness a slim chance,
knees to the ground, I pray for another dance.
To flirt with love,
and tease contentment,
I have hope, hopefully enough of it.
As if fire surrounds me,
worries abound me,
deep in a dark place I reside.
Try as I might, and try I do,
I cannot escape,
for all I see is you.
Take me to a happy place,
guide me through my days,
look me in my face, and love me as I love you.