A suffocating darkness slips into the room
Shadows distorting it into a tomb
Where every candle flickers and dies
Silence deafens their final cries
But like a beaten cliffside against the shore
Enduring the waves more and more
Imagining the light at the end of the cave
Fighting for the victory they crave
In the night they see not the all-encompassing black
Instead, peering at the stars, determined to make up for what they lack
Every drop of failure only serves to increase the thirst for success
Every nightmare only fueling the dream they yearn to possess
The flames still burning amongst the pile of ashes and embers
The stars still gleaming upon the dark consuming the night sky
The hopes still living even when all else has died
With a raging soul set aflame and a star kindled to burn ever bright
Warring on with each and every breath through the night