There comes a time in life,
When you know you are down,
Stuck by cruel fate again once more,
And there is no will to further carry on.

When you see that Sun is down,
And you know that it won't rise again,
The long night is now your doom forever,
Its time to accept that you were born into dark.

And in the dark, you are left with,
No spark or the candle to carry on,
There is light visible at the end of the tunnel,
As you are not in the tunnel but eternal hell.

It's wisdom to know when to lay low,
Quit the game of life and go into dust,
Because you don't have the strength to plough,
And bleed as there won't be any harvest to reap.

Don't leave without a goodbye, it's said
So I choose to say adieu like this my friend
If we have a destiny, paths will again converge,
As I embrage solitude and start a new journey.


© Skywalker