Darkness falls and panic creeps in.
Where will the blackness take me tonight
and can I ever win?
The lamp fills the room with a promising light,
but in my mind I am screaming
suffocating in a black blacker than night.
The temptation is so unbearably strong,
to end this daunting life,
to find rest and relief after fighting so long.
I have no more in me, no fight to hold on
I am growing smaller and weaker
and on the horizon there is no dawn
If I surrender to it's enticing call
Where would it take me?
Heaven or hell
or nowhere at all?