My misery

My heart is thropping inside my chest,

give me a story , i`ll tell the rest.

Only i know how true misery can be,

cuz i`ve tasted all forms of misery.

Every day the sun comes up,

but its all dark to me.

even brighter in the glow of the moon,

But still nothing i can see.

what sort of life this be?

This is the life of misery.

Even though i seem brave and bold,

many pains in my heart still hold.

All things that make you happy, could`nt make me,

Cuz i have the worst kind of misery.

Hard to believe, but its all true

this broken heart still waits for you.

Beyond the dark, across the golden sands,

once again, i`ll hold your steady hands......