I ventured into the dark night,
Things to be seen and stories to be told,
After all it'll be different at day's light,
So for now I must hold onto every sight,
The beauty of a lonely night in the cold.

Fear has driven me to be afraid,
Not of death, not of disease, but of life
For life meant having bills to be paid,
Bricks after bricks of work to be laid,
And then in search of someone called a wife.

Life is an endless rat race of 'almost' and 'never',
A constant pursuit of how things can be bright,
From love to life we always wanted 'forever',
But this humanly ties I will now sever,
For I ventured into the dark night.