Sitting in eternal shadows

I stare at the world

Longing for a normal happy life

Pondering why am I cursed to eternal sorrow

Thoughts of suicide race though my head

But there is hope

Hope that she will lift my curse

Free me from my shadowy prison

A prison that will one day become my tomb

A morbid tomb that I can only see the world

but never interacting with others

Just wishing that she will come back

Come back and set me free

Free in this happy new world

Free to spread my wings and soar

My fate is in her hands

I can only pray that she sets me free

Free from my shadowy tomb
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Criticism is welcomed.

Not really literally oriented but:

You sound depressed and should probably see a doctor. I wouldn't wait for some (ex?) girl to come to my rescue.

Nah
I just have a really dark/fucked up head