Poems from the other side

Darkness

I won't go until you don't need me, my hands will be tied while I'm beneath the water and my struggle for freedom will become bleak. My eyes are drawn upon thee
Like a moth drawn from a flame all because of curiosity, but I will soon learn that my heart fluttered from the wrong tune. I built myself up from the ground but it seems like I just tear my walls down hoping your love can renew me. All that I had was taken from me, in search I stumble upon a dark mass as I fallen and now it grasps me. My dreams never have been so far out of reach as if my bones have become bleached and my body frail already weak. What has come to me.. This dark mass surrounds me like I said its binding me, slowly cradling my spirit I feel it's withering away and no hope can save me.