There will be days, all of a sudden, darkness will surround,
in midst of confusions, in silence we’ll be drowned.
Lights partially gone, we’ll be covered by fears and doubts,
mind is plagued by questions, trying to figure it out.
All the while, scar of anguish you have thought once drifted
haunt again, continues to prey, senses will be twisted.
We’ll be caught, forever be trapped, in a mud of emptiness,
till we choose to stay, be contented in arms of loneliness.
All the while, a shadow of deep despair we have once fought
Will smash us into finer bits, pieces we’ll never thought.
Hold on, don’t lose your grip, things will change, season flip.