Waking Ashland

Oh no the battle forms inside,
And I speak, but you don't see the signs,
My heart aches, leaving me here to hide,
My world shakes, until you assure me,
Oh no there goes composure,
Over and out to sea,
oh no this won't control me,
But it seems to get the best of me,
The same problem, coming to haunt me again,
And I know it's taken the best of my head,
The same problem tears me to pieces inside,
And I'm left to wonder why...
Oh no I'm crossing my fingers,
In hopes that you will not leave me,
Far away, the silence it burns me,
As I wait, the tension builds,
The same problem, coming to haunt me again,