Dying Slowly.

Dying Slowly.

Nothing seems good enough to me anymore, 

I can't muster the strength to get off the floor, 

My broken body hit rock bottom really hard, 

Now my hopes are ripped, my heart scarred. 

 

My fears suffocate me, asphyxiation's killing me, 

If only they would leave, maybe I'd be free?

I cannot see the light up ahead, 

Maybe I can't 'cause I'm already dead? 

 

Maybe this is my fate, to die in this dark, 

To die like a seal, hunted by a shark. 

Unable to fight back, not in my home, 

So I die, completely frozen and so alone.