I found it online an am curious to know what you all think of it.
I stayed with you through your darkest hour,
I did the same for others, too
Although, for me, I’m stuck with no power
The point has come. This time for me, not you.
The point which takes all it can devour.
Yes, the words I speak ring true:
My mind is the darkness in which makes me cower.
This darkness has taken me, and watched as others flew
My escape is anything but real,
The dark, you see, is horrid.
Cold is the one thing I feel.
My smile, I am starting to forbid.
Alone, they left me.
Tears, I cry.
Dark is all I see
I’m dying, and the only words my lips make out is “Why?”
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell.