It was a desperate moment
When I saw myself
Crawling back to where
I began.

It was a desperate moment
When I thought
Of the good days
And mundane life

It was a desperate moment
When I went out to see
Those beautiful smiles
Carved in your face
With a side dish of rosy cheeks

It was a desperate moment
When I appreciated
The wonder of the city
And the beauty of city lights

It was a desperate moment
When I found myself
Fighting the demons
Inside my head
And searching for a way
Out of this darkness
That eats anything,
May it be light or sound.

I was muffled.

It was this desperate moment
When I wanted to back down
And regret what I did
But the instances
Forebode me of doing so...

I was too late...
It was too late..

To have regrets—