Be wise, let this torch be your companion in the darkness of tonight,
The waters of time will remain still without a paddle to sway.
Crawl on your knees if the passage reeks with stagnation and fright,
The night arrives hastily and promises a world that is grey.
There is unforeseen darkness that absorbs our sight,
It feeds on our fear and leaves a hideous crease.
Darkness has smitten his enemies with the assistance of daylight,
He rules over the deceased and spreads a threatening disease.
Hope is a particle of light in the wreckage of uncertainty,
An optimistic dance of faith in the absence of redemption.
We exchange bits of life for a solution to this catastrophe,
We are our own medicines in an experiment of eternal damnation.
Even when our homes are shaped like a one-sided tunnel,
We must sneak love in and nurture it until it blossoms.
Your thoughts of a better life have birthed a rebel,
The pureness of our love will define the basis for all fathoms.
Soft hair that tickles at the gentleness of daylight,
You are the unexplored body of water I hope to be bathed in.
As a young phoenix is excited for the joys of death and flight,
I want to be lost in your pure and undiluted beauty.
Take this torch and let it be your guide on this dim journey.
A cardigan will protect you from the snatching arms of the frost,
The farther you travel, the louder the drums of melancholy,
What was once a bucket of optimism is fading into a worthless bag of dust.