Sometimes you just have to believe,
Knowing something sometimes can scare you
For the grim ending to a story waiting in the distance
Seems so far away yet
close enough to send chills down your spine.
And I, still wonder sitting in my lonely box
What if what was said and done
is all that you and I believe.
Sitting in the darkness about to take a piece of me.
So, may be only may be I believe
for once in the bleakest of reality,
My light is gone for good, and I
Embrace the blinding darkness in me.