There I was, in a desolated room, staring at a flickering, nearly busted light bulb,
I know, I'll lose the light, but I just stared at it,
Like a soldier ready to face death and darkness.
But deep down, I'm like everyone else, afraid to be cold and solitary,
To be there, in that same deserted place, alone kissing melancholy.
That's how life turned out, after struggle comes joy, and in a flash,
it led me to this chamber named after agony.
Maybe to ponder on my life's slips, or maybe, this could be a sign; a prelude to what's coming next.
It could be happiness, or it could be another miserable chapter. It could be neither.
As I sat there, not knowing what to do or where this darkness will take me,
I scooped out my glass of pixie dust. I've always kept one to share with others,
to light up freezing, gloomy days, to pinch a smile on their faces.
But it was just like my heart, empty.
I wept, sang a thousand sonnets, begging the light to come back, until I got tired.
It did nothing. It didn't come back, despite everything I did.
Days went by, I was just there, gazing at nothing,
listening to the deafening sound of silence.
I already got nothing to give. I'm losing my thread of hope.
I closed my eyes, felt my heart crushing with every beat.
Why can't the darkness just snatch me and take me with it?
Be one with it, and never feel pain again?
I cried again, tears falling like an endless river flowing down to the ocean,
I can't stop.
Then, I saw a dot of light from afar, coming closer and closer to me.
I was in a bottomless pit of light, with fresh flowers floating like stars in the sky.
I was dreaming..You were there.
Amidst all those beautiful flowers, it was the sight of you, that made my smile.
But you didn't reach out, you were just there, frolicking, without me.
My heart felt like it was going to explode. Every thread tearing apart.
And before it happened, in just a snap, darkness grabbed me back to its own heart.
I was comforted. I feel like I belong there. Then, I looked around.
Unknowingly, I've already built a nest. I can stay there forever.
In the back of beyond. Alone.
Where no one can cause me sorrow.
I felt free, but lonely.
I know, I'll lose the light, but I just stared at it,
Like a soldier ready to face death and darkness.
But deep down, I'm like everyone else, afraid to be cold and solitary,
To be there, in that same deserted place, alone kissing melancholy.
That's how life turned out, after struggle comes joy, and in a flash,
it led me to this chamber named after agony.
Maybe to ponder on my life's slips, or maybe, this could be a sign; a prelude to what's coming next.
It could be happiness, or it could be another miserable chapter. It could be neither.
As I sat there, not knowing what to do or where this darkness will take me,
I scooped out my glass of pixie dust. I've always kept one to share with others,
to light up freezing, gloomy days, to pinch a smile on their faces.
But it was just like my heart, empty.
I wept, sang a thousand sonnets, begging the light to come back, until I got tired.
It did nothing. It didn't come back, despite everything I did.
Days went by, I was just there, gazing at nothing,
listening to the deafening sound of silence.
I already got nothing to give. I'm losing my thread of hope.
I closed my eyes, felt my heart crushing with every beat.
Why can't the darkness just snatch me and take me with it?
Be one with it, and never feel pain again?
I cried again, tears falling like an endless river flowing down to the ocean,
I can't stop.
Then, I saw a dot of light from afar, coming closer and closer to me.
I was in a bottomless pit of light, with fresh flowers floating like stars in the sky.
I was dreaming..You were there.
Amidst all those beautiful flowers, it was the sight of you, that made my smile.
But you didn't reach out, you were just there, frolicking, without me.
My heart felt like it was going to explode. Every thread tearing apart.
And before it happened, in just a snap, darkness grabbed me back to its own heart.
I was comforted. I feel like I belong there. Then, I looked around.
Unknowingly, I've already built a nest. I can stay there forever.
In the back of beyond. Alone.
Where no one can cause me sorrow.
I felt free, but lonely.
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