White

I keep on searching
but this place shows a sign of white
can i be free?
i want to know why i am here
i want to be free
yet i search in vain
i cut my life in half
to find the other piece was always missing
will i ever be free?
even if i disappear in the white
can i see whats on the other side?
i look on this day with so much hate
yet i know that it will never disappear
so why-
why should i cry?
for these tears are blood
a red stain on life
tell me
is there a place for me?
for if i keep searching...
will there be a place for me to stay
and if so
will god open his arms-
open his doors to me
who is so filghy
who is so filled with sin?