Once upon a time, there was darkness
There was misery, and there was pain
there was malice and there was also me.
and I was hopeless, or so I believed.
Time went by way too fast as I wasted away.
Fast enough for me to miss even the bad days.
There's just way too much happening.
Too much that has led to the right now.
Right now, there's darkness.
There's misery, and there's pain.
Right now, there's malice and I'm still here.
But now I believe there's hope for me.
Every now and then, I hit a relapse.
Leading to the same welcoming darkness and pain.
I make it somehow most days, but I still tremble.
Because I know that if it went on, there will no longer be me.