Again, again, I'm sinking, it's silent,
A fight inside me, but I won't stay quiet.
I'm thinking, don't die yet—just hold on tight,
But the dark pulls me down, taking my light.
When it rains, it pours, and I can't catch a break,
Now I'm afraid,
Every time I hear the sound of the thunder,
When I lay, here awake,
My loneliness and heartache come in waves,
But I can't escape—though I prayed to be saved.