Lost in the aisle of darkness
Looking for a seat of light
Why do I feel so breathless?
As things go out of my sight.
A drop of fear consumes me into an ocean
Have I been crushed by the devil’s fist?
Before the wall gets built portion by portion
I think I’ll tend to no more exist.
Staring at me as I shiver and quiver
Even gods must have lost their hopes
I so badly want to end this unending jitters
As for now barely with myself I can cope.
The last particle of light is about to disappear
I know that I will perish and fall
But I do want to fight against this fear
And this grit alone is enough for me to stand tall.