In the midst of your fears and troubles in life
You felt the world was crashing down
No time to feel the moment of happiness
No time to reflect the joy it brought
You began the journey in the dark tunnel
Head bowed to the unfortunate circumstances
The only hope that sprang
Was the memory of the revolting past
The past that was once a game you had control of
The past the sparked that bright light in life
The past that your curiosity grew toward
The past that later spread ash over your happiness
Confusion grew from the pure, blessed heart
The emotions altered and the light became dim
Your actions became a reflection of an anonymous person
You became lost in your own translation
