Sitting in silence in the depths of the darkness,
the shadows creeping closer tearing at my skin.
Surrounded by my thoughts and sorrows,
the exhaustion draining, weighing me down.
A prisoner I have become, contained in a cage,
Withering away each and every day.
The raging fire inside my soul
Has slowly begun to dwindle
A mere flicker of light remains.
The power and passion pulsing
Deep in my veins providing life
Now a dull, slow drip.
The vibrance and youth is fading
Cold reality and darkness encroaching.
What little remains, is not worth saving