When you feel like you're being
trapped in a nightmare,
prisoner of darkness,
with just a little ray of light,
barely gleaming.
Will you still hope
for that light to be enough
and guide you out?
When you're chained
in endless misery,
shackled in pain,
incapable of moving.
When you're life is going around
in a cycle of never-ending pain.
Isn't it tiring?
battling against your demons,
Isn't it exhausting?
constantly fighting the urge
to give in.
Striving to live,
when you're already dying.
Will you still fight?
Will you still hope to survive?
— feria
