Ash to Eden - More and more

Now I'm alone inside the fort I made,
Guarding the very thing I was afraid.
I count the hands that used to hold me tight,
Now empty rooms keep talking through the night.
And I carry what I cannot put down,
A weight that learns my name, drags me to the ground.
Every night it whispers that it's here to stay,
And I wake to find it heavier than yesterday.