The Darkness

A feeling of being held down from inside Trying to escape, but the grip is to tight I climb and I claw As I beg with a fight But this darkness it knows That I cant see the light It torments and thrives Of my lingering pain And laughs in my face As it calls me insane Each day it winds up Just to unravel again Giving me hope Like I'm winning the game Then as I think I'm almost there Dreaming of breathing in all the fresh air I have this feeling that comes over me And the torcher starts over Like a repeated scene