What seems like the end
Can be the start of a new beginning
Because life wants this body to bend
For I must bring home a new winning

This feeling that i have is quite surreal
Sometimes lucidity, yet again grave
Thoughts follow around as whispers
But something tells me i am still brave

There is a forest shrouded in smoke
The path shows a salvation that withers and glows
Cold feet blindly run after a sparkle
Until oblivion overcomes and all i need is another dose

He tells...