None of the Brighter Days
Seconds, minutes, hours keep on passing by my desperate
Self - depressing black and white no touch of grey to
Paint my shell - no sequence to the synthetic smiles that
Reach my staring, empty eyes - half-asleep no motivation
To push me to activity...
None of the brighter days to come in time,
None of the brighter days to light my life...

The mirror shows the undead scheme of a fractured
Personality - silence and tranquillity the only friends
I have - no amount of drinks enough to reach the
Edge of happiness - none of my memories are worth enough
To fill my dreams...

Never more, never cry
Never laugh, never die
Never lucky, never sad
Never normal, never mad
Loneliness, abandonment

Decay of mind, desperation
Depressive boredom
Depressive life
Depressive me
Depressive time...

None of the brighter days to come in time,
None of the brighter days to light my life...