• Sadness fills my mind and soul,
    And consumes my core.
    Dousing me like a wet coal
    In a puddle on the floor

    "Why do you feel this way,
    When it's all going well?"
    I'm asked this question every day,
    When I'm in my cell.

    Hate sparks far behind my eyes,
    Burning in my mind,
    Throwing ash into my skies
    I can no longer find

    While the fire burns my head,
    Cold eats at my heart.
    Dark ones, through my mind it threads,
    And the good depart.