in my darkest hour its that faint light...
glimpses of happiness
amplified by a photograph
...
Cocktails of drugs and alcohol
Mixers of my thoughts and misery
I’ll give it all up for impossible dreams
if you take me somewhere I can breathe
...
With just cigarettes as my crutch
I feel like I'm going nuts
Many sleepless nights
And now I know I'm losing my fight
...
My story is one of sorrow
A modern Romeo and Juliet
But nothing can bring back
The tears my heart wept
...
Somethings must remain unsaid... its more interesting that way.)
In My Darkest Hour
in my darkest hour its that faint light...
glimpses of happiness
amplified by a photograph
shades of colour
captured in black in white
bitter frost eats away
what the sun aimed to create
leaves fall for new ones
to grow in their place
beauty in numbers
through dry deserts
the pack run together
for an uncertain oasis
endless cycles of time
from dark nights to sunlight
potential searches in eternity
for more snapshots of life