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My pulse is weak my pressure is low
my sight is dizzy my knees want to buckle to the floor
my past love didn't appreciate the love I unwrapped for her
so like a tight grip I had to let her go
like a cave my chest is it's own hideaway dark and hollow
not exploring my way out is heightening my fear
silence is still no one know I am here
prayer is my last resort so I call upon the Lord to cast his light in the well-known darkness once my eyes were opened the light came and out of my dream I awoke because I was out of my tunnel and free with my new remade body I have
new blood is circulating to my veins
new future ahead my emotions are sane
