some nights are painful
some days are blissful
some evenings are fruitful
and the mornings are shameful
some days are long
some nights don't last
happiness is gone
manic depression comes back
he tries to escape
the door is locked
he opens a window
but its blocked
trapped in a hell
designed by himself
a small candle light
provides enough to survive
the sweet sound of music
coming from outside
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