All alone in the night.
All by myself. Is it my death?
Or is it my life?
Will it ever changed?
Or have I made it forever?
Is it something that’s not done?
Or something that’s here to stay?
Is it something I can deal with or something?
From which I need escape?
Death and happiness;
Coincide? Is it true?
Happiness in death
And
Death in happiness?
Author notes
Written when i wished i was dead.
Written February 5th, 2006
