pain

light within, wavering soul
darkness falls, weather's cold
whatever i could be
ambitions dwarfed
everytime i try to fly away
i fall
with broken wings
i fall
and every time i try to run
i slip
soon the dreams will fade away
slip away from my mind's grasp
why does the fickle tide move so fast
its ebbing slowly wearing me down
i slip
i slip
i slip
everytime i close my eyes
i see her face
she's haunting me
like a living ghost
crushing and suffocating me
i'm not living nor am i dead
why won't she just die instead.