It is sometimes only in darkness, that we can see;
Only then can we allow, what is truly to be.
Broken trust, and fear to a fault;
Though seemingly real, life grinds to a halt.
Feigning strength, we may pretend to live;
Yet of ourselves, we refuse to give.
Blind to the fact, that we have sabotaged a year;
For all the “game” that you got, still, cannot pick up a tear.