A great distance has continued to grow
And no matter how hard I fight, I never seem to reach it.
Across the sands, the ocean, and upon the mountain I know,
Winning is impossible with every obstacle I hit.
Even when courage is racing in my veins,
I lack the strength to fight the waves,
Being dragged by the currents and chains
Of all the deaths without proper graves.
I feel that life is leaving me,
As its reminiscence forces me to sink.
I can't hold back the weight as I'm dragged into the sea,
As I pray for the distance to please shrink.
Beneath the water, dying in the darkness,
There's flashes of light of my fading home.
With all the smiles and brown eyes living in brightness,
I recall the free, lively world I once could roam.
Death had visited the ones I loved the most,
Leaving me alone and without acceptance.
The blame upon me when there was only a ghost,
Erasing over time their remembrance.
All I wish to do is live life to its fullest:
I wish to dance in the sands alongside a cool breeze.
I wish to float in the rippling sea at my calmest.
I wish to reach the peak of the mountain with complete ease.
But life is leaving me and I'm leaving it.
What's the point when I can't venture further?
There's nothing more that I can truly admit.
I think it's time for me to wither.
