Times like these I want to give up
But I remind myself to toughen up
I have become a shadow of my soul
Falling right under
Hearing the thunder
The storm builds and I remember-
Reminisce
That I am much better than this
Better than the pain
I am better than the feeling
I float on up to the clouds where the rain starts to dribble
I float on up to the stars where all of them rekindle
Their importance to the night sky:
Beautiful
Just like the heat of the sun,
or the light of the day when darkness is feared;
I want to be your light and passion
I want to be there when the moon starts crashing
And when the darkness sets in, after the sun has set vividly,
I hope you will be right there waiting for me kindly