The depth of my own thoughts and feelings practically swallowed me.
You shouldn't have been there to save me.  
After I ensconced myself in the darkest part of the cave.
You brought a flambeau and held my hand to bring me on the other side, you hugged me tight, enough to feel your heart that frantically beating.
I tend to rode on a bike without a break.
I went downhill to crash myself in.
I failed.
I saw a rope connecting on you  
And noticed you hardly twisting your arms to pull me up.
Everything is an utter vague in my eyes and coated with grim which is the life,
Before you showed up with a smile
Telling me to fall in love with sunrise
And wait until sunset while our hands tracing patterns and stopping the tick tock of the clock.
Everything is forthright with you.