Trapped,
everything is a flash,
I don't remember much except the pain,
I am close to slipping,
but one thing keeps me going,
your love,
the thought of you,
the thought of holding you,
I wish I had spent more time with you,
ever since our eyes did meet,
I long to see,
your lips,
your soft voice,
all memories now as I slowly slip,
I cannot hold much longer I wish,
wish I could have died in your arms,
instead of on this cold damp floor,
but I'll be watching you,
