White Light

From behind my darkest corners,
I've been hiding myself away from the world.
Moving pictures in my head tell me it's over,
but I refuse to believe I'm already dead.

Everything I've known is slowly fading,
these shades of black won't leave me alone.
Can anyone out there even hear me?
Or am I destined to die alone?

Please don't let go, you're all I've got left...
Scream 'do you know' with my very last breath.

Please don't let go, you're all I've got left...