I lie awake with something left to say.
This can't be it.
I try so hard to let this out but there's nothing left to say. I've dug yet another grave to fall into.
I told myself not again.
No, not this again.
I've felt this once before.
This is the last time that
I say their is nothing left to live for.
We hold on in hopes of something real,
something so beautiful for our hearts to feel.
But if we look to our sides and confide,
what we are looking for is right here.
Follow me into the light to somewhere out of sight.
We'll join hands through the fight against chaotic whispers.