Once awash in dreams of one who had imagination and hope
As I gradually lost my way I answered all questions with rope
In the moment, in that same instant, snuffed the candle's light
A hand tied rope to the rafters, while I planned a single action
In dark pitch black, none heard my empty voice, in ever night
My words were muffled, as those words in my throat choked
When the rope snapped, I fell to a concrete floor, in reflection
Darkness had stole my hopes for a future, I'd never be alright
But rather than make more attempts, I would face my doubts
To live to spite the dark, swallow even, despite all the scars
Looking inside for a route, and I will go forever, if I can
If only I can, let this cycle of death pass, so I can get out
"But in the end one needs more courage to live than to kill himself.”
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