Troubled soul, I made myself be more,

The world around me seems so wonderful,

My demons know how to drown me more,

The doors have closed, my paths are blurred,

I ask this question every night,

Can I bare it more?

Will there be hope for someone like me?

Will there be a night when I can sleep in peace?

Is there a way I could say, 'i will stop this from today'

I heard a knock on the door,

I am sure it is not an illusion anymore,

A ball of sunshine has appeared,

She is a mystery, she is so deep ,

I ask myself will this be fair to play this game?,

Is she an entertainment or salvation?

I ask myself everyday,

I tell her to not get too close,

My darkness will consume your poor soul,

The question is, why is she not scared?

Can't she see the monster I am?

She will always say I see the good in you, I have hope for you,

My demons will tell me to not listen to her,

They will say we love you more,

At the end of the tunnel I see a fade light,

I know it is her,

A helping hand on earth,

All I need is to reach up to her,

Find the puzzles in which she lives on her own,

I need to fight the demons within,

I will change from now on wards,

A promise truly made to her