I feel the darkness closing in on me
I know I should push it away,
But my light is fading.
I'm the moon not the sun:
I mirror light not produce it.
I don't want to go back,
But how else can I be strong?
I long for nighttime without the loneliness
My heart feels pierced and squeezed,
But no tears ease the pain.
I can be strong...
I will be strong...
I must be strong...
But how?
