I SIT AND LISTEN TO A TUNE THAT ONCE BROUGHT ME JOY, ALL I CAN DO NOW IS CRY, PAIN IS NOW MY NEW TOY.EVERYTHING IN THE WORLD SEEMS TO HAVE GROWN DARK, OPTIMISM NOW PESSIMISM, PAIN HAS LEFT ITS HARSH MARK.THE BEAT OF LIFE DEEP IN MY CHEST SLOWS TO A HAULT, KILLING ME AT BEST..... BUT I STILL BREATHE.... I CAN STILL SEE.... BUT I REALLY HATE WHAT I SEE...YEARS TO RECOVER ... MOMENTS TO REMEMBER..... LOST IN THE END- BY -GSPOT