If I could please,
Concern myself with you,
Cause today you're not looking all too well,
And though that only may be me.

I can,
See it in your eyes,
That flash of a singular dying fire,
Struggling to stay aloft in this much to maze-like house.

If you could please,
Let me, wrap my arms around you,
Cause I'll protect you from all those demons,
And though that may only be me that sees.

You are dying...