On a dark foggy night,
I walked with the mist,
Carrying around sins of which I bare
The pain dragging me down like the chains of hades on a filthy damned soul
Suddenly, Flashes of light bewilder me
Have I been overwhelmed by it all,
I wondered as I stared emptily at the lonesome street light flickering on and off in the crippling darkness
It suddenly dies and my heart skips a beat...
Could I suddenly die, like this street light on this foggy night?
If so, should I let go of this ocean of pain I carry?