Staring at the ceiling, can't escape the feeling,

Seconds slow like honey, the room's spinning freely.

Hands reach for the lifeline, voices blurred and hazy,

Breathing shallow, heart pounding crazy.

Close call, wake-up call, echoes in the silence,

Dust settles on midnight's broken promise.

Close call, wake-up call, at the edge of darkness,

Finding light within this faded conscience.

Time is slipping, shadows drape the walls,

In the grip of fear, a whisper softly calls.

Lost in a moment, teetering on the brink,

Fighting through the fog, afraid to sink.

Close call, wake-up call, echoes in the silence,

Dust settles on midnight's broken promise.

Close call, wake-up call, at the edge of darkness,

Finding light within this faded conscience.

Memories collide in a kaleidoscope of pain,

Drowning out the night with the ghost of my name.

Colors bleed together in this dizzying madness,

Heartbeat a reminder of the fleeting sadness.

Close call, wake-up call, echoes in the silence,

Dust settles on midnight's broken promise.

Close call, wake-up call, at the edge of darkness,

Finding light within this faded conscience.

Awake with a jolt, sweat like a river flows,

The chill of reality, where the gray wind blows.

Slipping from the grip of midnight's crushing hold,

Breaking the chains, a story left untold.

Close call, wake-up call, echoes in the silence,

Dust settles on midnight's broken promise.

Close call, wake-up call, at the edge of darkness,

Finding light within this faded conscience.

New dawn, new life, after the fall,

Stepping forward to answer the call.

Breathing deep, feeling alive,

A second chance to truly survive.

Scars serve their purpose, a map of the past,

Walking the tightrope, free at last.

Lessons learned on the edge of despair,

Grateful for the chance to repair.