I grow sicker each day my love.
Each day the darkness sets in.
And with every moment I lose a little more.
As seconds unwind I grow more tired.
Each breath seems longer, more difficult.
In the mornings, when the sunset comes I pale.
And my hopes rise and fall back down with the dawn.
Masquerades of man and their loved passion play.
Tired and broken I cannot seem to escape it.
Ill inside from the cracking corners seep.
I barely made it to work today; I feel no more.
No more days coming, no more breaths to take.
Cannot bear to see morning again or the birds singing.
Listless and dead inside, each moment fixes me more to the grave.
Succumbing to the empty hole that fills my void of love for you.
You left me here in the darkness to fight the demons alone.
What more can I do but flash lights in their eyes and pray.
Pray you will return and not leave me here on this dead world.
Please I am begging please don’t leave me here anymore.
Let me go…let me be free…let me come home…my loving God.