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