This Is My Song

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This Is My Song

Every day
I wake up
in Hell

In Hell
is where
I stay

Every moment
the comfort
of Death

Is thousands
of miles
away

With eyes
shut tight
and fingers
crossed

I wonder
to whom
do I pray

To whom
to what
it matters
not

These areas
are always
gray

So the Sun
gives up
the Night
comes down

And swallows
the remnants
of Day

I lay
on my bed
to go back
to the place

With Nightmares
and Demons
at play.