That Black Cloud
That Black Cloud
As my eyes first open, the first thing that i see,
Not a ray of light in sight, this black cloud follows me,
I wipe the sleep from me eyes, and try to get my day going,
But that black cloud makes it hard, to keep the tears from flowing,
I think if i go back to sleep, maybe it will drown my misery,
Simply try to hide my thoughts, But that black clouds always listening,
So i clean myself up, get going on my alienated campaign,
Try to think of happy thoughts, Can't come up with a damn thing,
That black cloud still follows, staring me down every turn,
There is no escaping it, it seems i never learn,
Before i even realize, the day is almost done,
Only a few blinks of my eyes, since it has begun,
That black cloud is just eating my time, has become so abusive,
Then i wonder why i sit up sleepless feeling so reclusive,
As i rest my eyes shut at night, the last thing that i see,
Not a star in the sky, this black cloud follows me
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