THE TINGE

Helpless and shattered,
I sink into the soil of misery.
As I crave for a drop of euphoria 
In the grove of Distress, 
I see a ray of hue
Alluring me towards it, 
This unlatched the eyes of my heart 
Locked with aeipathic indecisiveness. 
I adhere to the tint in search of the land of dawn.
I run and run towards it, 
To find myself in the state of strumfrei, 
It was a long-held dream of mine.
I lay on the lawn of sheeted bliss 
and shed tears of serene and solace.
I had an epiphany... 
I smiled a real.
At last I found my way, 
The way of my life, 
The way to live,
The way to love, 
And the way to hope.