I've tasted defeat,

Had a run-in with demise.

Mistaken hope, for

A doom in disguise.

I recognise loss,

We've seen eye to eye

Crossed paths with sorrow,

Multiple times.

Familiar with strife,

Anger and remorse,

I thought I've seen them all,

But there's even worse

You see,

the thing about me

Is that I know how to be sad,

But not how to be happy.

I've sought comfort

in the tunnel

For far too long,

I'm almost afraid of the light.

Almost.