The dark gloomy chairs. The Arctic stares. The tears never seen. The person in between. The candles that were lit. I stand. Never sit. Never give in to the dark. Always fight with my trembling spark. The spark of a new era, a new time. The ends of what isn't mine. The kindness you can't see. Isn't it because you can't trust me? I fight with the light everyday. No one cares. No one stays. But I will fight on and on. For you, for all, for the lives that went wrong. I'm still fighting, forever more. I fight for you. For your souls to soar. So soar, for all, for me, for us. Until the night will become dust.
