the darkness keeps coming back
no matter how hard i try
i cant keep them away

from my soul

maybe i should say goodnight
take away my pain
maybe it can all be alright
when i'm gone

i'll just pack my bags
slip away quietly
get away from those
who hate me

maybe i can let them see
the pain they have caused
when they look in my children's eyes
and see i am there no more

take away all the pictures
burn them with all the memories
make sure nothing is left
except my soul that lives inside of them

i take one last breath
and smile
this is my silent goodbye

Penned by my hand on the 10th of Slyphian, in the year 135 MA.