As the turbulent water rustled in side my heart
And my souls are slowly falling apart
I can hear their loud scream upon my mind
Telling me to snap up and face what is due behind.
Upon debating within myself
This chaos sticks like glue itself
Let go!
but it all ends up in a sorrow
This thing that I keep on fighting
Will sure come to its end
And hopefully the trees branches bend.
And surrender their bows, arrows and sword
to let me be a victor till the world grow old on its own accord.
