Sheer terror, this night- was to be; For soon this night's darkness had consumed me.
Astonishing when emptiness proves most powerful-
Making every hope more and more doubtful.
Sheer panic, as the night grew much-much darker; For hope began to get so much farther
As a belief grew ever so gradually, This will forever be my reality.
Sheer torture, this night- was to be; Having my heart die so slowly. Unwilling was I to ever go quiet,
However, it’s fate- And could no longer deny it.
S