Moonlit Death;;Imprison my soul

Moonlight spilling through to my room,
Looking out to see the beautiful ocean,
Longing to go outside,
Wishing for those memories of those long ago nights to fade.

Haven't stepped out in ages.
Parents begging me,
Friends pleading at me,
I just sit, and stare out at the moonlit water.

I beg him to leave.
He won't.
I beg him to give me peace.
He won't.
I beg him to allow me one step into the night,
He won't.

No longer can I dance in the moonlight, he claims it dangerous.
No longer can I wink with the stars, he claims it raises hopes dangerously high.
No longer can I wish at the sight of shooting stars, he says wishes only come true in fairy tales.

Forever must I stay,
Closed off and hidden away?

His spirit,
His words,
His hopes,
His dreams,

imprisoning me.

My soul, no longer mine.
My wishes, no longer sane.
My dreams, no longer are for myself, but for him.

Tortured night and night again, by the memories of him,
The insanity of those moments,
Those moments...so little time it takes...
For one to die,
Their body tossed to the depths,
Of the ocean blue...
Claimed forever by the seas...

He's dead.
He's gone.
He died.
He left.
Left you.
Left the wilderness.
Left his family.
Left his mind.
Left his dreams.
Left his hopes.
Left everything behind.
So why didn't he leave me...?