Light of Darkness

I'm feeling hope of happiness, and I don't really know why.

So used to fog falling freely, through the tears I cry.

I'm seeing through a lens of light, and I'm fearing when it will flee.

So used to feeling gaps of gray, amongst the withering of a tree.

I'm hearing melodies of music, as the body meant to move.

So used to feeling notes on fire, in the darkness of my room.

I'm scared of the moment in my mind, when the color starts to fade.

So used to feeling black on bruise, as my heart beats through the raid.