What was supposed to be happy holiday
Hath shifted from bright to gray

When feelings change with sudden shift,
I realise I've been set adrift

All alone, on the river,
The mind's own darkness makes my spine shiver

Control myself? As if I could,
And I would if I could, it's what I should

But doubt has crept too far in,
And now I feel Nightmare's grin

No help on the end of my phone
My soul is stolen and I die alone

At least, internally
I just wish someone would hear me

Even though I do not speak,
Surely anyone could see I'm weak?

Open your eyes, and save my soul
Before my Nightmare swallows it whole