Trying your best to save me from myself
Calling out to me in hopes of turning things around
Captive to the thunder taken over by my blunder
Reaching out to me in the dark
You keep calling like a lark
Trying to leave me with a spark of hope
Left on an island unto myself
Venturing further from sanity--not enough to kill me, but enough to remove all sense of clarity
Reaching out to me from the dark
I feel the shadow sinking in
I feel the knife pushing deeper in my chest
Left broken in the comfort of the dark
I reach to an invisible hand & find myself to be nothing but a hollow man.
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