In the dark world of reality
I spread my wings to fly
Only to realize what I had done
Dragging myself into the hurricane's invisible eye.
The winds of despair blowing through my veins
The dark oaks petrified glances
The sad truth, sad realization
Appearing across my face, no second chances.
A blow of gust sweeps me off my feet,
The umbrella of hope taken from my hands.
In this dark abyss of depression
The scar of determination is all that stands.
