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Darkness surrounds me and I feel the silence caving in,
the cold seeps through me like my skin is paper thin.

I can’t escape this prison I’ve built inside my head,
and I can tell that I’m the only one that I can call a friend.

Surely you can see that I can barely breathe,
that I’m scared as hell,
but there are no monsters that you can see.

I know the words but they are nowhere to be found,
singing this song of melancholy.

Out of time and without melody.