How Dark can dark be
How low can low go
How crushed can one be
Before seeds start to grow
What moments can be gifts
What memories can halt time
What pain can one endure
Before light begins to shine
Who must one become
Who must shine the light
Who can lift the spirits
Before the shadows turn to night
How deep does deep go
How numb can one be
How blind are the thoughts
Before one begins to see
Can death be the end
Can lonely hearts heal
Can sunshine warm the soul
Before there’s nothing left to feel.