3 Stanzas

Breathe, Breathe, and take a step back

Prepare yourself to enter the Black

the Black, it comes, in tsunami waves

Blinded again to desire and craves

 

Fall apart, run away, so far yet so close

Dwindling down and relying on the verbose

It's finally over, nothing to be saved

Spinning around the funnel of the depraved

 

Through it all there is a spark of light

Smiling and shining so sweet and so bright

The hope one needs to continue the trail

The hope one needs to endure the hell