So many questions but one stands out
So many answers, a question of doubt
What are these feelings?
These deeply scarred wounds
These bottled feelings
scared to be expressed
Suffering alone in darkness
Loneliness unfolds

Saw a blinding light filled with joy
I'm rushing back to it
Reaching my hand out
Seeking for justice and hope
It shines brightly, blinding my sight
I thought I could catch up to it
But it is to far away
I did best to reach out and see
And finally, I came out of the darkness
Out of my misery