I have an option
To fall into darkness
A black so deep
It stains a mind
I have a hope
My words can touch you more
Than any pair of hands
Ever could

I have no reassurance

I have a fear
I'll fall down
To fall though the ground
And be buried alive
I have a light
I follow through the night
The inky bitter purple
The sour blues in revolution

I have no expectations

I barely have control