The poison in my head 
Filled my heart with dread 
Now I soar above my deadened soul 
A coffin doth my spirit hold 
Seems when I needed God the most 
I could not find the Holy Ghost 
My ashes float into the night 
Not of life and out of sight 
Seams of darkness engulfed me whole 
Loneliness was my predestined role 
Though I tried for years to persevere 
The path too cloudy, was never clear...                
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