sea

I don't write for the fun of it i write because I'm alone

In a black sea of depression, I have learned to call my home,

Lonely thoughts,
Lonely Nights,
Lonely days,
I can praise.

It's pitch black in the sea, So dark i see nothing but you and me.

face to face, hand in hand,

I hardly know what I'm writing, hardly know what to say, Someday I know I'll get out of this sea and find the lighted bay