BlackBox (escape)

I have not any doubt up my sleeves
Heartbeats are weak, but hope does increase.
You are lightening up my dreams
You made it feel, the way that it seems

A contrast spins around my head, a contrast to feeling dead.
Come on here, come on now make me persevere!

I know by myself that we make this promise come true
A desperate miss dig my veins, still means nothing compared to you

I am locked up inside this black box waiting to witness another day passing by. So please set me free.

101.6 degrees from accurate this time which I feel as vanished.
I can’t control the pain no more. I just want to see you there