I slowly fade away as I cascade down into the darkness
No longer will I fight the shade
No longer will I stop the blade
Darkness
Too much for my own good, but I keep going
Too deep to turn back or think things through
If I stop I cease to exist
If I move I can't resist
Light
Can be found even in the darkest of the dark
But I see it as a gateway to more troublesome things
I worry
Even though I can see the light
I worry
There's too much darkness in the way as I reach for it
Arms extended
Blinded by the light, yet surrounded by darkness
Balanced
True Equilibrium