Darkness, o darkness,
I call for the sight.
Hidden inside you,
The small shred of light.
It’s a strange little globe,
The people, despair.
The ones who are happy,
Not know what happiness is.
The belief in feelings,
They don’t yet understand.
Everything is alright?
That’s a fool’s stance.
Dec 10, 2019
Dec 10, 2019 at 10:45 PM UTC
Darkness, o darkness,
I call for the sight.
Hidden inside you,
The small shred of light.
It’s a strange little globe,
The people, despair.
The ones who are happy,
Not know what happiness is.
The belief in feelings,
They don’t yet understand.
Everything is alright?
That’s a fool’s stance.