The wicked we will creep,
deep within my restless sleep.
Salvation is so deep,
my pain lingers, I can’t weep.
Innocence, I’ve lost the light,
future passed, seemed so bright.
War I’ve fought with all my might,
a vision sought… lost sight.
Confirmed pain, I still try,
comprehend, to simplify.
Not knowing what, what is why,
a question asked, years passed by.
I pray the end… so distant,
yield the day…existent.
My sorrow is complacent,
our worlds are adjacent.
An image gives comfort,
an overwhelming support.
Worlds not so far apart,
enlightened journey… the start.