Why can I not see what is right infront of me?
A cavern of anguish, distress, and torment.
The last thing I want is the see these things.
I feel the ground shake beneath me and hope it doesn't come any closer.
I see a light but it starts to fade.
The cold floor makes me quiver and quake.
I wish someone were there to hug me in those times of need.
But when I need them the most they seem to vanish.
You saw me there in the cold, dark air and yet you didn't come to rescue me?
The day got longer and yet you didn't stand stronger?
I grew weaker and yet all you did was feel meeker?
I fell to my doom and all you could do was swoon?
You could have saved me.