Realms

Thousands of wasted words, millions of misinterpreted miscommunications;Progress is slowing, a delayed reaction has caused a momentary lapse.All of this feels like a nightmare I can't escape,Caught between the realms of sleep and bad realityThat has left me trapped under ice.And I'm drowning and fighting for air to survive, with nowhere to go.I feel the water fill my lungs and take me into it's arms.I never thought I would end, I never thought I could die like this.I refuse to look into the light.No - I will not die like this.What did you expect?This is not a dream, but a thought.Death will come to me on my own terms.