Through darkness, into the light,
That’s where I long to go,
Within myself, away from the world,
Somewhere beneath, to really know.
Mist surrounds, wherever belief dies,
Heart shatters to feel you cry,
Every moment when you’re not around,
Somewhere lost, in each try.
Never been so famished to win before,
Or to look at your eyes so pure,
Thoughts vivid, restless sleep,
Somewhere to find, a sweet encore.
For bringing in life, for feeling the love,
To steal the pain, whatever it cost,
Faith to brighten, all gray specks,
Somewhere in heaven, just to be lost.
Poem number 4. Why, how and every question that may pop into your head is a question for me too. But, still, the show must go on…