Darkest hour

In my darkest hour, I become my own undoing

My heart a barren wasteland, a broken, shattered thing

Lost in a maze of sorrow, where hope has long since fled

I wander in shadows, haunted by what's unsaid

My mind a battleground, where demons roam and reign

Captive to my own despair, entangled in the pain

I search for myself but don't know what I'm searching for

Battles rage inside my head; I can't take much more

And the night keeps calling, dragging me below

A spiral with no ending, nowhere left to go

I scream but no one hears me; my voice is just a sound

A ghost of who I used to be, lost and never found

The weight of the world rests heavy on my chest

A suffocating silence, a cruel and bitter test

The light is but a memory, a flicker growing dim

I try to reach the surface, but I know I cannot swim

These chains of my making, they hold me where I stand

A prisoner of sorrow, with no guiding hand

I once dreamed of redemption, but those dreams have turned to dust

My faith is a fleeting whisper, drowned beneath my mistrust

And the night keeps calling, dragging me below

A spiral with no ending, nowhere left to go

I scream but no one hears me; my voice is just a sound

A ghost of who I used to be, lost and never found

There’s no rising from this ruin, no breaking through the rain

Every step I take to freedom pulls tighter on the chain

The world moves on without me; I’m a shadow left behind

Trapped within a silence born of my fractured mind

And the night keeps calling, dragging me below

A spiral with no ending, nowhere left to go

I scream but no one hears me; my voice is just a sound

A ghost of who I used to be, lost and never found

In my darkest hour, I surrender to the fight

Let the shadows take me under, consume the fading light

This war within has beaten me; there’s no strength left to pretend

A prisoner of my sorrow, until my bitter end