That silence and darkness which used to torment my anatomy,
I was a fool, who thought they’ll never come back. Finally, they’ve knocked my door again.
Chaos is running in my head and silence is there to uneasy my words. I wish to see tomorrow’s morning,
Bright and hopeful,
But these vulnerable thoughts are banging my head and making it worse,
I don’t know where should I lead myself. I see innocent deaths again.
A ray of hope isn’t enough to bridge the gap that is being created,
Between my mysteries and myself.