Faced with the fear of death,
Permanent extinction.
I know its preposterous,
But the mind wanders.
I risk a glance
Over my shoulder,
Seeing every mistake,
All the terrible things I've done.
But I also see the good things,
The tiny, shining moments of joy,
That make everything worth it.
If I were to die now,
I'm glad that I can say
I have no regrets.

I think that this is it.
I'm on my way to who I want to be.
I've gotten used to the darkness.
Befriended it, almost.
It's going to be around for a little while longer.
For the first time in ages,
There's a light at the end of the tunnel.

Dancing in the streetlight.
You take my hand,
And pull yourself to me.

Enveloped in the night,
Together we stand,
Beside the crashing sea.

The spark ignites.
This wasn't planned.
Under the influence of Bunter's Tea.

A casual encounter
Inside my head.
You took my hand,
And led me to
The most amazing places.
But as I turned to look at you,
I found I couldn't see your face.
I guess this is proof;
I don't love you.
I just love the idea of you.

I feel like giving up,
Throwing in the towel,
And calling it a day.
The fight has left me
Battered and broken.
I'm not sure I can take this anymore,
Because I'm fighting myself.