Baritone

Something's coming up from within
so deep
I can hear my heartbeats echoing
I keep
pushing on but I know it's only a ghost
the creak
from the floor becomes ever so haunting
a memory
is the last thing I can truly hold on to
an undying
trance that I've fallen into so...helplessly
so I....
so I...
so I...
will tear the dreams from catcher
hoist the white flag to the yesteryear
I bury myself into nothingness, if it keeps me from seeing you
hearing you
standing at an attention for you!!!!!
I.. I can probably say goodbye, but do I have to?