I have got to the point where my dreams and my fears collide
I have got to the point where I don’t know either to laugh or to cry
I have got to the point where I don’t know either to live or to die
My hunt for an answer is met with a dark day and the breeze outside is rubbing out my faith.
My Morning mists are filled with somber grains,and the weathered faces around me are stretched with pain.
My Tears of joy scuttle thought my eyes,but get nowhere further than my face.
In the darkness, I can see a light, but the reach of my hand is getting tight.
Beyond the distant star I hoarded my hopes, but it seems a bit overloaded.
Nothing flows in this road but my words but how to take it further to my shore.
I loved, I hated, I failed and I succeeded and today I am experimenting fear.
Fear of the night,
Fear of the day,
Fear of all the joy I am getting without having to pay.
No power can stop me to rise except yours .
Now I am down on my knees expressing gratitude.