When the darkness calls me...
bitter tears I do weep...
My red-rimmed, weary eyes...
show the faltering, flickering light inside of me.
Longing to burn bright again...
but the well of sadness will not leave me.
The memory of better times...
always haunting me...
I try to lock my pain into a hidden place...
and throw away the key.
To pull myself back from the brink...
but I'm already falling…
into the shadowed pit…
When the darkness calls me.