There's an aching tightness in my chest,
And I can't seem to find rest,
Closed eyes, deep breaths,
Each hour full of minute deaths,
Must I die to all my dreams,
Is this the only way?
-It seems,
To get through another broken day,
At the end of which there's nothing to say,
But just lay my head down,
And try not to drown,
In the swirling sea of worries,
That thrashes over my head,
A sudden flash of lightning dread,
I toss and turn,
For a peace,
I yearn,
But none befalls me,
Only fate unknown,
Beckons and calls me.
