Faith
I am in the darkest of rooms, feeling blue. I am in the darkest of moods, screaming for a clue. I don’t feel alive anymore. I don’t want to try I might fall. I have got no tears to water my sores. I am tired of sins dreaded war, but when I close my eyes, to pray at night. You let me know that things will be alright, and when I raise my voice, to…