Since the day that you were born ~ 2024.

When your soul is bleeding
Light slowly fades away
Until all that you are seeing
Is a spark with darkness chained
That spark will never die
Although it may seem dark
If you ever sink this deep
Find that precious spark

Some flowers grow beautiful
While others never get the chance
For some, they just need to be truthful
While others slip their stance
Is the value of human life really equal
Sometimes I wonder if I am cursed
Is there really an afterlife sequel
?Will I make it there with a soul dying of thirst


Roots of life will grow forever
Strong and beautiful they form
Destined is the path they follow
Since the day that you were born