IKilledTheDinosaursWithARocketLauncher

Sitting in the darkness of my room
My mind full of storm clouds
Thunderous booms of psychological pain
Deafen the world around me
Each stroke on the guitar
Produces a burst of light
In my melancholy mind
A nuance of what used to be
A time before my eyes were opened
To this hellish place
A time with laughter
Where happiness still exists
A time when I did not know the meaning of the word hate

A burst of sunshine
Strikes out against the clouds
As I remember times gone by
The sweet ignorance of childhood
Running down an old dirt road
The smell of honeysuckles fills the air
Only one goal
To get to the end of the road before my friends
Not a care in the world

Lightning cracks
A faded memory now turns gray against the pains of reality
A green world now smoldering and drowning in ash
Lost in the endless rainclouds
Caught in perpetual agony
Remembering a time where peace and happiness existed