Life lies in bed, yet it feels like a coffin,
Some sleep forever, never waking again.
While I’m still here, wishing I was gone,
Drowning in shadows, where the night feels long.

This life is too dark, too broken, too cold,
It doesn’t feel real, no story to be told.
Not a dream, not a curse, just an endless hole,
Like another lost spirit trapped in my soul.