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Standing alone, alone in the dark The darkness that hides me, from even your spark Screaming on the inside, and still no one hears me It’s not that easy, to hide that you’re crazy As the monster inside me, slowly fades away I often wonder, is he just hiding better each day Poor choices maybe, but you could never tell me That which I don’t know, to be right or wrong You can’t change me, even with your pity I know that you hate me, for being what I am Can I be that lazy, with the business of your day Can’t pick up a phone, you’ll do what I say Sitting there, with cheetos in my hand, Looking like a doe

The darkness that dwells In the heart of my night It’s not the darkness I fear But wondering if there is light Am I the creator of this Is all this mine for the taking Why can’t I find what I seek If it is of my own making Beauty is there and sometimes I glimpse it There may not be happiness Maybe it is anger Half empty Half full It is still only just that I wish I could have it stay full Seeing untruly what I feel Is it a lie That I live what I am Could there be truth in the search I continue Sadly but gladly I believe my own lie Not much to swallow Still they will cause me to die So if it must rain On me O

               “Daddy” By: Christopher Metzger You morn for the loss of any life When there is goodness lost More so with no rhyme or reason I couldn’t say and no one could make me believe Why or how this could be alright It’s not, it won’t ever be For many of us, but mostly for Dad Yes he would want us to weep For the time that he lost in this life But he would also want us to live better Better than when he was here Enjoy the time that he didn’t get to The time that he left with us to finish things here I know the first thing that I thought When I came back for Dad He doesn’t deserve this