Came to a strange place,
To a world with no face,
Hunting for a better case.

Equipped for those long days,
Hoping God could answer my prays,
To move up and reach that glaze.

Time passed like a speeding boat,
Fading out like a washed up coat,
Leaving me wrestling to float.

Alone in a cold waste,
Lifeless like cement paste,
The world has lost its taste.

Walking down this dark lane,
Waiting for a drop of rain,
To wash out this great pain.

A sudden drip I hear,
A dim light appear,
And things became clear.

Darkness shines on a warm soul,
Putting end to this endless fall,
Handing me a friend am proud to call.