Dark Corners Sitting in the dark corners of the past, Every time I thought it would be my last, But again, the thoughts come back, Replaying, as if on a repeating track. A broken record because of the cracks, Those ideas that I wish I lacked. Why can't I forget, Why can't it go away ? Even when I'm at my best, Resurfacing, no matter the day. Screaming to have it escape my mind, But the darkness is stuck there, making me blind, From the future, I long to find, No matter how hard it try. If I put music to my words, Would this be a happy or sad song ? Crazy, angry, furious towards The music that actually describes the wrongs, And rights that have been there all along. Try harder to make your mind busy, Thoughts rushing back, brain dizzy, This type of change proved tricky And a situation that is sticky.