Words I'Ll Never Say

The sunshine in my dying field Your cheer heals my isolated madness If only my wordsmithery healed All of your hidden sadness I carry a secret that my tongue denies I'm afraid I cannot bear myself Though I tell everyone pretty lies I'm afraid I have grown to hate myself The plan was to spin a rhyme Maybe a song of childish bliss But I hate the night time Forced to continue on like this I do not care that I have no home My hunger troubles me none It's knowing that I'm very alone That what once was 3 is now 1 I'd shed this encroaching darkness If I had never seen these bricks But the wall has grown into blackness And this isn't something I can fix