when the days are cold

When the days are cold

When the nights in the dark

When the limps are weak

You don't cry but pray

The strength to pull it through

The obstacles hitting in your head

The pavement of broken sharp objects

All laughing at your despair

When the sound is silent

The voices of insanity looms

The objects floating in your eyes

You may want to scream and hide

The battles within the soul

Take a deep breath open your eyes

You may find a way out

In the cold dark night