Journey Through

In the realm of fading shadow.

Where the hope dies.

Leaving scars on mind and soul.

Asking the question of existence,

Where the purpose vanishes.

Feels like falling into a black hole.

Where the soul aches, hand sakahes.

Thoughts are foggy with the trembling body.

It feels like that blurry vision of a nightmare.

In the collage of thought, 

a singular focus emerges,

A focus that is hazey and uncertain.

Forsing to go on a journey,

of an unending destination.

Like a path which leads to nowhere.

Reaching to the hoizon.

Hoping for a new beginning.

Begining of an end. 

End of sorrow and pain.

Beginning of happiness and gain.

In this maze of doubt and sorrow,

The ray of hope emerges for a new tomorrow.

Seeking light within the darkness.

Guiding through the depths of despair.

Towards a dawn of a promise day.

Where the scars fade and fears decay.