In the depths of existence, where darkness reigns
A silent scream echoes, a cry in vain
A soul trapped, lost, and forsaken, it seems
A fleeting breath, a moment\'s pause, a dream
Life\'s labyrinthine path, a twisted maze
A puzzle with no solution, a riddle that dazes
Each step, a stumble, each fall, a crash
A fragile heart, a mind in a mad dash
The weight of the world, a crushing stone
A burden to bear, alone, and unknown
The tears we\'ve cried, the scars we\'ve worn
A testament to the pain that\'s been born
In the mirror\'s gaze, a stranger\'s face
A reflection of the emptiness, the hollow space
A heart that\'s lost its rhythm, its beat
A soul that\'s searching, yet can\'t find its feet
The shadows creep, they whisper low
\"Give up, surrender, let the darkness grow\"
A siren\'s call, a tempting reprieve
From the agony, the suffering, the grief
But still we cling, to the fragile thread
Of hope, of love, of life, of what\'s been said
A glimmer of light, a spark that remains
A flame that flickers, but refuses to wane
Oh, the desperation, the despair, the pain
The longing to escape, to flee, to break the chain
The suicidal thoughts, the dark allure
A seductive whisper, \"Come, let\'s end it, for sure\"
But still we hold, to the shattered pieces
Of a heart, of a soul, of a life that\'s ceased
The memories, the love, the laughter, the tears
The fragments of a dream, that\'s lost through the years
In the silence, a scream is heard
A cry for help, a plea, a prayer, a word
A desperate shout, into the void
A call for rescue, a lifeline, a rope
Oh, death, you lurk, you loom, you wait
A patient thief, a silent fate
You stalk, you creep, you whisper low
\"Away, away, away, from this world\'s woe\"
But still we cling, to the fleeting thread
Of life, of love, of hope, of what\'s been said
A glimmer of light, a spark that remains
A flame that flickers, but refuses to wane
In the shadows, a light will shine
A beacon of hope, a love divine
A guiding force, a helping hand
A lifeline, a rope, a way to stand
For in the darkness, a voice is heard
A whisper of love, a gentle word
A reminder that we\'re not alone
A promise that we\'ll find our way back home
So we\'ll hold on, to the fragile thread
Of hope, of love, of life, of what\'s been said
We\'ll rise above, the shadows\' sway
We\'ll find our way, through the darkest day.