They told me to cheer up and stay positive,

And try, I did, not succesfully though...

I tried to hold on to the strong and happy mask,

However it was getting ever more hard to put on the act.

My grief was contained for a while, but I couldn't contain it much longer

It was destroying my mind, and my life...

My mind was yearning for the absolute tranquility

One can ever truly find in a coffin.

I didn't mean to hurt anyone, so I sought solitude and silence,

I am not quite sure what I was hoping for...

It only confirmed and made my yearning stronger.

Can life relieve my mind? It only seems to hurt it...

But would death have repealed my tears?

Apologies can't remedy it, for neither one...

Can you forgive me? Can I forgive myself?

Hold on, for a light at the end of the road...

It was a bright sunny day, 

The sun could fill someone's heart...

Not mine though.

The world had fallen apart earlier within the year,

I kept trying to hold on for that light at the end of the road,

Although it kept getting ever more dim...

And as other people were out enjoying life,

I was being devoured from within...

My little demons and ghosts had been whispering 

in my ears for a while now, and so I checked out...

As I started to sink and finally get some peace,

Out of nowhere, someone yelled: "you can never leave here",

I was being selfish, but weren't they being selfish too?

It felt like a good day to leave, for a second I felt peace amongst the chaos,

But they shoved me back into my seat, 

For another ride in the tower of terror...