DJ.ILHAM - AFTER DARK

The laughter from the street below, it feels a world away.
A ghost of something beautiful I couldn't make it stay.
The echo in the hallway where your footsteps used to be is just another anchor dragging what is left of me.
I fight the coldest undertow with every ragged breath.
A dance with my own sorrow, a slow approaching death.
Oh, this dark, it's more than shadows on the wall.
It's a quiet creeping tide that promises to fall and swallow every single memory of the light.
This dark, it holds me through the endless night.
A heavy velvet cloak, my oldest, truest friend.
Dark, right up until the end.
Is there a beauty in the void, a comfort in the deep,
A final kind of peace before the everlasting sleep?