Daryl Dixon's Sorrow

Tell me where is this taking me?
Just a tiny infinity of really nothing but a dream that keeps waking me.
I want back the pain, I want back the bad.
I just want what I had for a while, the only thing left, the only thing I had.
No matter how much wrong he did to us , him and I.
I'm just about to set fire to every thing I spy.
I was never a man of belief, never a man of honesty, departed, cross, abused, insecure, so much weakness in a strong man like me. But now all I've got, is broken dignity.
I won't say a word, I won't shed a tear, what's the point when my own end is near?
What's the idea when an already dead soul tries to stay alive.
There's no point left for me to thrive.