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I can feel it inside
As if something has died,
And it has a sickening grip on me.
Why wont it let me go?

This feeling that wont go away
The sickness that always must stay.
Why does it feel
Like I'm finally breaking down?

Is this what its like,
When your heart feels unwell
And it casts over you
A sickening spell.
Why does it feel like I'm dieing?

So now I've found myself
Right where you left me
In my pitiful state.
But I must say you used
The perfect bait.

The daunting possibility
Of finding true love
Made me dive in headfirst.
And now I fear
I'll never again see
The world above.

Shrouded in darkness,
Bound tight to your shadow
The perfect sweetness,
That blissful state.
Why couldn't it be true?

I feel I'm growing tired of you,
But I'm not quite sure
What I should do.
If I stay,
You may run away.

But if I go
I may never know
What we could have been.
Everything is so lost to me,
What happens from here?

To the end we fall now
By fault of both sides.
Both too proud
To admit the wrong done.
Why do we blind ourselves so?