In the shadows of our past, scars run deep,
Dark memories of you haunt my sleep.
Now you're fading, facing the end,
Haunted by demons you couldn't defend.
The past is a prison, your ghost is the key,
Waiting for the turn, to set me free.
Screaming through the pain, wishing you'd let go,
Healing my wounds that I'm not sure you even know.
In the echoes of what happened, I have to find my voice,
My absence in your struggle was more than just a choice.
Your bodys failing, it's taken its toll,
I'm torn between my anger, and saving your soul (Woah!).
I'm still fighting my way out while you fell further down the black hole. I have to live with the fact, you might be unforgivable.
Now I selfishly wish for your pain to cease,
Hoping your end brings my own sick form of peace.
Screaming through the pain, wishing you'd let go,
Healing my old wounds that you refuse to know.
In the echoes of what happened, I am finding my voice,
My absence in your struggle was more than just a choice.
The spirit is waning, your will left long ago,
I'm tearing myself apart-
For finally letting you go!