This unshakable feeling wrapped around my heart
The clouds are dark
A tight straight jacket soaked
in an ounce of liquid "Lost"
Life has a tendency to rig a Spark
Lights flicker
Warmth, yet feeling a slight shiver
My mind's quiver empty,
as I let my last arrow loose
attached to a fishing line
wrapped around my neck
and tightened the noose
My last Lifeline

Those I miss most lie beyond my reach..
I hope my arrow reaches you..
I hope you'll find my lifeline..
And reel me towards you..
If not I'll die with a heart, hollow.
I guess that's fine too.