Shadows thicken, darken deep-

Writhing, twisting, turning, burning.

Striving deeper inside my mind,

my tired soul responds in kind.

Shadows thicken, darken deep-

phantom shapes, I do retreat.

They follow, flowing past my grasp,

like water from a broken glass.

Things which might have been

are lost inside my mind.

Those chances gone for all of time.

Shadows thicken, darken deep-

torturing my spirit.

I lash out, to no avail

I see now that I shall fail.

Shadows thicken, darken deep-

Phantom shadows I entreat

to brave the darkened heartless deep.

That's born to us with restless sleep.