My dark visitor
You are here again
Bringing on the tears
You make me feel like a failure
Just when things are going great
Here you come again to bring me back down
I have hoped for years
That you would just wilt and die
But you’d rather push me toward death
Don’t you?
Why have you come again
Was I having too many good days
To please you?
Were there just not enough tears
Was I not crying out in pain
Was I not living in a darkened place called HELL
I hope someday I can
Go one day without you
Before I die
But here you are again, my Dark Visitor tearing at the fabric of my mind.
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