Nightmares of my past life,
Haunt the happiness present,
Terror just tends to add strife,
I'm sending a plea to heaven

Asking for showers of calm,
That wash over my fears,
Catching drops in my palm,
I'm starting to see things clear

I have to face my demons,
That lurk deep in my soul,
The silent whispers now screaming,
That leave me frozen and cold

Stuck within this place,
Unable to take a step,
Burying my disgrace,
I can no longer take a breath

So let go of me please,
I don't wanna fall in my grave,
I'm already on my knees,
Repenting my older ways

The sky darkens to night,
No more of the sunny rays,
This is a terrible plight,
Has it come the end of days.