• This life is long and painful
    My smiles are brief and fake
    But trying is so disdainful
    I don’t know how much I can take
    Laughing fills my sorrow
    But crying raws my throat
    Sometime a tomorrow
    May bequeath a better note
    And if the ‘morrow never comes
    I’ll smile in the night
    Never waking, never shunned
    No longer see a sight
    For the life I love
    Is a living lie
    My heart is a grove
    Where I go to sigh
    If Death so soon would take my hand
    Leave me in Hell alone
    To the obscurity I’d be banned
    But it feels just like my home
    I am ensnared in such a place
    Where no one will glance my way
    A room where I don’t have a face
    And silence is all I can say
    I stroke my face with fingertips
    To see what all is there
    I feel a mouth with moving lips
    Which is only speaking air
    And even though I am not dead
    I think I am still dying
    And even though no tears shed
    I think I am still crying