Wheredo I go from here?

What can I do to find an escape?

My soul is begging for you to save me,

But my screams seem to fade and go silent in the night.

When will I get a chance?

There's no light at the end of this tunnel,

And there's nobody there to grab my hand.

This home is nothing but a house to me,

A place to count my days as I fade.

The darkness around me has this hold.

It drowns me until you can't even tell it's me,

And the scariest part is,

That when I hear you call and say my name,

Deep down inside, I know it's

Still not going to be

Okay.

Is it?