My thoughts are growing darker
My hours are growing shorter
My eyes are darkening
My life is burning
Will someone please help me?
Will someone please save me?
Will this be my last day?
Will I ever be happy again?
I’m starting to grow cold
Into the darkness I’m being pulled
In the darkest of my days
Will you be there?
Look into my soul
What is it that you see?
Emptiness is what you can identify
With me dying here
