Aphotic Blues

Cruel spider, You wove a web for me,
Face worn hopeless
A faint light to see.
Played and weary, cold breath can be seen.
Tried to grow where no light can ever ever be.
Blood rushes out of me my limbs are getting numb,
wrapped up in your disease, stealing air out of my lungs.
Pulled back down, passion in the deep.
Smiles on slunlight, your eyes I cannot keep.
Breathe in. Feel the wait of now.
Breath out. The silence is so loud.
Blood rushes out of me my limbs are getting numb,
wrapped up in your disease, stealing air out of my lungs.
Blood rushes out of me my limbs are getting numb,
wrapped up in your disease, stealing air out of my lungs.
I need a way to escape my head.
I need a way to get by.
I need somebody to rescue me.
I need a word or a sign.