Late Night Thoughts

Not really sure what I was thinking with this one.

Down in the depth I feel it waking.. rising like the tides ...
Boiling, burning, tearing me inside
I cant see the answer though it is right before me
I cant reach her, god I can't even see

How do I stop the terror, how do I stem the flow
My every thought feeds it so
It is reaching for me retribution blazing hot
It'll scold and burn and rejoice in my every thought

I scream and cry, run... run , how I've tried
But then she never forgave the day I died
So I'll feed it, my every waking hour, my every breath
I'll fight in torment the pleasure of my death