Darkroom
Who exactly am I...
Has the mirror always
looked this bulbous and greasy...
There I stand in front of the mirror
contemplating the reflection I see...
Sometimes we stay up at night
And hope that things will be alright...
Silence overwhelms a tired soul
As they wander into the night...
There once was an extravagant tree
Strong and tall with...
I close my eyes to try to sleep
But even with counting sheep...
No one can be bothered
to even remember your name...
When darkness clouds the soul,
A message of courage can bring us to our goal...
I thought I knew Hell,
Although I really...
There will be no one
There when I die...
Oh Lord why do I resort to you when I am in need...
When you have given me a life where I have all and...