This supernatural pull
How do I make it full
For if I continue to ignore,
it will make me dull.

These questions bore
Such a deep roar
Without these answers,
my soul is so sore.

I don't know if I can do this anymore.

Life can be beautiful,
But mostly its ugly.
I love it and I hate it
For where there are humans; their nature will also be
And then I realize...its a part of me.
There is no getting out; no peace to be had
It can't really all be this bad
I can hear my deepest regrets resonating within
No place to hide from the incessant spin
I feel the water coming up over my head
And I pray that its peace that lies ahead.

One inch to freedom
One small flick of the finger
One little movement
To get me to a realm unknown

I fear it won't work,
End up a prisoner in my own body.
For this feels unbearable now,
But you never what you've got
Until it's gone.