Analysis of LOST

I'M A DYING DRY DESERT... HAVEN'T SEEN ANY RAIN
I FEEL LIKE I'M LIMPING WHEN I WALK..LIKE I'M DRAGGING A HEAVY BALL AND CHAIN
OH LORD...THE UNBEARABLE PAIN OF THIS ONGOING MISERY
IT'S A REAL TRAGEDY WHAT THIS WOMAN HAD DONE TO ME

I OFTEN FIND MYSELF CRYING WHILE ASLEEP...MY PILLOW SO SOAKED AND WET
IT SEEMS LIKE LOSING SOMETHING YOU TREASURED AND LOVED...NOT SO EASY TO FORGET
THIS IS JUST THE INITIAL BEGINNING OF MY SUFFERINGS ..I HAVEN'T SEEN NOTHING YET
AS I LOOKED AT THE COASTAL SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA SKY...GRAY IS THE COLOR OF SUNSET

THE UNFORGETTABLE ENSLAVING SHADOW OF YOUR SMILES
THE CAPTIVATING REFLECTION OF YOUR BEAUTY... WILL SURE LINGER AWHILE
FOR A LONG LONG TIME NOW MY HEART AND SOUL ARE CRYING..BUT MY MIND IS IN DENIAL
JUST EASE THE PAIN BY LOOKING AT IT AS JUST ANOTHER PIGMENT OF MY IMAGINATION'S PORTRAYAL... SHADOW OF GREY PHANTOM WEBB