Don't know what to do with myself,
Lost in the shadows,
Thinking things may not be as great,
Dark misery follows.

Pain is shooting through me,
Like that of arrows,
Tips covered in poison,
Pointed to my sorrows.

Day in and day out,
Drowning in my solitude,
Black emptiness all around,
Binding servitude.

A slave to this pain,
A servant to you,
For you, I will be
Honest and True.