Dark Days and Me
04/18/2010 08:42 a.m.
I feel like I'm the black day. As I struggle each day to find the meaning behind the drinking. I struggle against the light, and only find the dying hope. I laugh as the world spins on, and I'm just a speck. I feel the gasping only to laugh as you laugh at me. Cause I'm not the meaning, and the ending is just the biggest joke. So I fell on dark days.