In the times of despair
with the tears of hurt.
those piercing memories,
A soul covered with dirt.
The scene is dull,
lacklustre and demeaning.
I struggle to sport a smile.
Loneliness accompanies me mile after mile.
This cloud lacks the lining
i try hard to see one.
I wish i could rewind
and get things undone!
Not much left to cherish
not much left to uphold my pride
A meaningless life
with no luck to ride!
I still have my head high
to bow, my courage does refuse.
i choose to fight my fear,
as i tell myself...the dawn to this night is near!
