Darkness falls to him
eyes looking for a simple thing
he had come a long way
to find what is impossible to exist
yet hope lingers and will never die
until he reached the end of the tunnel
cold wind wraps around his skin
soft whispers of the winter breeze
frozen every second, paralyzed with fear
but the light inside the heart that hopes
will take him up when he falls
and each ascent turns bitter into sweet night
then he feels the warmth of the morning light
but as his eyes are seeing the damage
of the thing impossible to exist
fate brought him misery
a victim of endless struggle of forces
and once again, he continues his journey
with eternal faith in destiny
that someday he will be enlightened
