In the depths of my sorrowful heart,
there lingers a feeling that won't depart,
a longing for something I can't obtain,
leaves me in a perpetual state of pain.

The world outside moves on with ease,
while I'm stuck in this endless disease,
the weight of my sadness is hard to bear,
and the loneliness is too much to bear.

Hell is where the heart is, they say,
and in my heart, there's only dismay,
the light has faded, the darkness reigns,
and the hope for happiness slowly wanes.

Oh, how I wish to escape this plight,
to find a glimmer of hope in the night,
but until then, I'll be trapped in this abyss,
where sadness and longing are my only bliss.