T.R.I.A.L

When the clouds of grief pull an evil dance

And the dry leaves rustle over the ground

Hang in there, sweet child of mine

You’re being tested of your perseverance

You will look for love in things lifeless

You will scratch your knees as you drag yourself

Chasing everything you ever beheld

With eyes drowned in spirits you will see

Images of everything burnt down to ashes

Those embers rise and vanish into the humdrum

Terminating all that ever prevailed

There is no testimony to them you can attach

You will cry until there is nothing wet left

Shout until your voice box ruptures

You’d be a stone

Panting you will reach a dead dark end

Looking around for something you can withstand

Look above, sweet child of mine

You will see them shine bright

In the darkest of nights

Seeing the one that falls

Make a wish, close your eyes

This is when you let go off all your pains

Hold your face in your palms

Love again.