Misery Comes in Many Forms
Is misery the solid
Heavy on your chest
That steals your every breath
As it pushes you around
And pushes you down
Six foot underground
Or is misery the gas
That sneaks into your room
And seeps into you
And brings an end to you
Or is misery the liquid
In which you drown
That washes you down and out
Oh misery comes in many forms
By many names
Has no friends
But loves company
And it has no end
The only end being
The one it brings to you