I gaze upon a billion stars
under the cool breeze of the wind.
With the city lights and buzzing cars,
the cold penetrating my skin.

My body yearning for heat
as the cold penetrate my bones.
I look down to my feet
and realized I was all alone.

I knocked on a door,
but no one's there.
Have I been here before?
In the brink of despair.

"Will I die alone?"
I asked myself.
I was frozen like a stone,
grasping for help.

Then I saw a light,
someone's calling my name.
Momentarily blurred my sight,
it was hope burning its flame.