I seem to have lost my torch because I cannot see anything
The road seems to get steeper as I rise
The journey is too long.
Where do I turn for help because it is so dark?
Who do I call out to because my train of life is empty?
How do I shout if I can barely hear my own voice ?
Even my tears seem to have given up on me.
My song of joy has lost its tune
Even my inner goddess can't dance to it
Borrow me your torch,let me light up my way
I can't seem to grab hold of anything even
A blind man can sense his future better than me
My own thoughts just wonder around
They are not stable enough to hold
My mind seems to be quick
Because I can't even keep up with my thoughts
They told me to choose the right battles
At times I'm just afraid I will lose
I'm not afraid of the battle,
But what if it turns up not to be worth it?
Only if my battles were promising then my mind would be at ease
But what's life without risks because we can win all the time
Keep keeping on they say,what they don't understand is that my life is like a deck of cards faced down and I don't know what the next card holds but all ask is for you to borrow me your torch for a bit of light.