The world recently has been crumbling around me,
Can't look ahead when there's confusion,
Can't look behind with the mist telling me lies.
Staring through the dark,
I can find not rest this night,
Poems hidden in the dark,
Helping the helpless,
Or only yourself.
Show the light tonight,
Find the step up,
For behind has washed away with tears.
A final tune,
Though never the last,
Thoughts stringing together like a tune,
Not making sense till it's put together.
Like the string lines of a perfect melody,
It ends with a final flight.
A sad tune's song ends softly and profound,
But all thoughts strung have a meaning,
A final focused chord,
That will bring me understanding,
No matter which song.
