Darkness is falling and I'm too tired to fight,
I can hear them calling--spirits lost in the night.
These creatures of the dark feed off of my mind,
I should have been safe, but they seek their own kind.

They hunt me amid the chaos of my dreams,
My sleep is now haunted by nightmares and screams.
A riderless horse crawls by on its knees,
I 'have' asked for help, but they do as they please.

I can't fight this battle alone any more,
I'm not even sure what I am living for.
The war is now lost, I'm a causality of life,
I can't continue amid all this stress and strife.

I am constantly beset by my anger and fears,
My only companions are these frequent tears.
If he were still with me, where would I be?
I'm trapped here and he's gone, but now at least free.

I've tried to be strong, but it's too much to bear,
And who ever said, "Life has to be fair?"
I have done what I can, but now I know,
I'm all by myself, so it's time to go.

The damage is done, there's too much to mend,
So, it's finally time to just say...