No longer do I have happy thoughts to hold,

They all ran away, 

Only the ruthless and cold,

Will stay.

 

I try to chase them all away.

They're always there,

Floating around in mt brain.

Screaming,

Yelling,

I'm coming out to play.

 

Now every day fades,

Into dark starless nights.

They come and go,

In the blink of an eye.

 

I search,

I hunt,

I beg for,

My happy days,

To return once more.

I wait for them to come,

Knocking on my door.

 

But stil I remain,

Imprisoned,

And caged.

In a burning hell,

Firing wicked thoughts.

One after the other,

Without a bother.

 

Oh happy thoughts,

Where did you go?

You ran off,

With my detter days.