I had seen the walls closing in on me
But the ceiling has suddenly dropped too.
I knew the end was coming shortly
But this end is something new.
It isn't so much the fact I'll be gone
It really must be okay on the other side.
I'm just scared of how I'll see a new dawn
And how I lose all of my pride.
The ceiling is moving so quickly now
It's pushing down on my back.
The weight brings sweat to my brow
And my vision turns black.
Don't let go.
I'm not ready.
Don't let go.
It can't be time yet.
The floor pushes up on my feet
The force is too much to bear for long.
My body wants to admit defeat
But I can't yet; it's wrong.
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