I still remember those rainy days,
When nights were better than those regular days.
Being alone never made me feel lonely.
I did have a friend and that was me; one and only.
Dusk seemed brighter and more peaceful than dawn.
I am still here but those moments have long gone.
All the right things now seem wrong.
Late at night, I am wandering in this empty lawn.
Walking underneath this starry night.
I wait for an unexpected miracle to strike.
Reality is not a fairy tale,
I keep walking as I wish to confront my fate.
Hope keeps us strong and alive.
Till the day comes when we face our demise.
A sad reality looms over us and wait for arrival,
As we fight and struggle everyday for our survival.