To know not what to be?
Could my mind over come what explodes with every heart beat of my earthly soul?
Or am I fooling myself?
The light of the sun brings the illusion of warmth through the frost of the eastern winds...
A tender word brings the fake sensation of safety...
Should I grasp to this moment?
Or should I let go like I always do?
Do I have what it takes to tell what's false or what's true?
Or am I blinded by my memories of darkness, loneliness and never ending cold?
What cheers could this future bring?
When my past and present knew nothing but sorrow and that vague feeling of emptyness...
Hope.. does such a thing exist ?