That tale about misery and company
I know for a fact it’s not true.
I am deep in the heart of misery
and would much rather be alone.
I can’t seem to get out from under it
so I decided to just dig in.
And go deeper down into the hole
until I just can’t find my way out.
Drowning and drenched in the numb
trying hard to become blind.
Maybe deaf and dumb as well
I don’t need anything else getting in.
I don’t feel very strong anymore
each day a little less.
I don’t know how I even got to this place
or made it through the last year.
I’m liking the dark more and more
staying up most nights.
Avoiding sleep as it only brings dreams
and I don’t believe in them anymore.
Today I want to get out of this hole
really just for vanity’s sake.
I don’t want to go back from where I’ve been
and the only way out is up.