Mark R Slaughter - My Happy New Year lyrics

I tripped, Fell into a new year. Heavy hung elusive cheer Atop a pool of stagnant hope; A grubby smear upon the faint horizon. I puzzled in a maze of cancer-blessing f*gs, Took to weed; drawing drags, I felt The desperation surge within. Search for peace wore ever thin. If I were freed from self-perpetuation Of negation – deep depression – I'd clamber for a life that had a meaning. It isn't working. I think I'll stick with dreaming Yet again.