THE MORE

More and more I sink into the dark.
More and more I grow so cold.
More and more I grow weary.
More and more I become worn.
More and more I become distressed.
More and more I just want to close my eyes.
More and more I just want to sleep.
More and more the torment grows.
More and more the torture continues.
More and more I lose hope.
More and more I just don't care.
More and more I become numb.
More and more I bleed internally 
  and don't even know it.
More and more I slip through the cracks.
More and more I lose my voice.
More and more all this is driving me mad.

SCOTT DAVID BUCKLEY-(27/10/2012)