There is almost no fight left
The fire is almost gone
I have no more blood to spare
No more scars that heal
Your touch is the only relief
From this world of pain
Yet I search for purity
Where I can’t stay in denial
There is almost no time left
The fire is almost dark
I have no more light to shine
No more tears that feel
Your heart is the only belief
In this world of lies
Yet I search for clarity
Where I can’t understand confusion
There is almost no love left
The fire is almost cold
I have no more warmth to give
No more life that inspires
Your compassion is the only relief
To this world of redemption
Yet I search for death
Where I can’t be reborn
(c) Marc Noël 2018
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