Trapped in the dark, the light a work of art.
In my tomb, I am restless.
As you squeeze the life out of me, I'm breathless.
I await for your return, for my limbs do not work.
The earth packed tight over my grave; I feel no pain anymore, alas your words no longer hurt.
I have been freed from the pain you once burdened me with.
Never again will I want to jump off the cliff.
I will not fall over the edge, and run straight to my end.
For now I will just stay trapped, no, dwell in the darkness.