You find yourself on your knees again Withered hands lifted to the sky Begging for a sign Sheltered in the wreckage that is your life Wrapped in misery, the spirit is broken. Drowning in defeat Warmth is only a distant memory Weighted down and burned out Your aspirations, all ground to dust Hidden behind a mask of circumstance Passion will stir again, In blood that flows slowly These paths you have tread in vain, Are lessons well learnt Your youth may have flown, But there is more to you than you know Restore what you have lost Believe me when I say, We have all been there, We are seeking We are searching We are seeking Your life is neither empty nor worthless Even though Fate has again and again, trodden over your existence What matters is to accept the inevitable Take in all the sweetness and the bitterness and accept full responsibility for it all Life is a long, endless night Unbearable If not for the occasional sparkle of light, the glimmer of hope The Sudden brightness and warmth Comforting and wonderful Justifying the years of darkness Are you ready to live again? Climb from this wreckage to meet the rising sun The night stretches out before us Endlessly
wreckage, warmth, seeking, accept, occasional