Poem...what do you think?

Drowning

Dark solace,
Deep regret.
I turn to the night,
It bids me rest.

I try as I might,
But I cannot overcome,
This power you hold over me.
It is the darkest of night,

I try to close my eyes,
And I see an image of you.
Not a true image,
For to me you have no definitive form.

You are only a shell.
A shell of something warm and true
Shining through the darkest of night,
Shining brightly to lead me.

But then the light goes out.
Where did you go?
You are no longer there.
Oh, but wait, I see a flicker.

Is that you?
Or am I dreaming?
No, that is you.
But one question I hold to ask.

Are you back to take me?
Or are you back to torture me?
I cannot endure more pain,
For I have suffered enough.

Please, if you are not here to save me,
Tell me so.
I do not mind the company
But do not give me false hopes and dreams.

© Andrea M. Phillips