Why do I not see the point in life anymore?
It's just a blank road,
A story left to write,
But I'm a hopeless cause.
With no light left in this life,
My fears get stronger,
With the darkness growing,
So many little things I'm running from.
I sprint forever wearing away my soul
As I lay dying
I see someone as radiant as the sun
Not a saint but an angel.
My saviour, how I love you
You brought me out of the dark
Such a shame you love her
Typical tragedy.
When the darkness comes around again
I'll embrace it with my soul
And if it ever reaches you, angel.
I'll give you all my light.
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