My dark tunnel is gone.
Twist and turns I didn’t carve
dragged down by lies I didn’t tell
I think its doom.
Cold all day has twisted my will,
I can’t live out my wish,
there is this scream in my head,
I think its insanity
I am hungry for something,
Scratching the bare earth for nothing,
I seek answers where there are none.
I think its solitude
Delinquency, deprivation are my taglines,
I think its white,
I think I see light,
Seems tomorrow is bright,
My hope again ignites.