Misery follows me
Through the fields of joy and times of darkness
Walking with me step by step
Behind every cornor, it watches me
Wearing black, the color that becomes it
Whispering the evils of the world in my ear
Breathing on my neck to anger me
Cutting away at my soul like only it can
Teaching me the wrongs of the world
Not letting me go
Never leaving my side
Burying me in the ground