I'm
fall...
fall...
falling
into an abyss that is
yawn...
yawn...
yawning
This darkness always scared me
as I stumbled and I fell,
and the morbid silence echoed
when I tried to scream and yell.
I'm hanging over the edge
of this gruesome precipice,
and my feelings are disowned
when all reason I dismiss.
I know the nightmare well,
this familiar incubus,
a depression that oppresses
and it's one you can't discuss.
As I cling on for grim death
to my fragile grip on logic,
I know I can't relinquish it
to a fate, for me, that's tragic.
I'm
fall...
fall...
falling
and I hear the voices
call...
call...
calling.
HELP ME!!
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