The air around me chills
and i'm left all alone to suffer the ill
Could this be just a dream?
Or is everything just aren't what they seem?
The dove, that perched upon the stone, has flown away,
does that means my fear has overtaken my peace and is now here to stay?
The words that i spoke is eaten up by the atmosphere,
Is this all an undesired truth or is it a test to face my fears?
The earth starts to shake,
The strong wind causes the glass to shatter.
Will i make it through the unberable stake?
Or is this to make me feel less better?
Suddenly a lightning strikes to the ground,
giving out the most frantic sound.
I laughed to look over my silly behaviour
but who would come to be my white and shinning saviour?
Is my mind playing tricks on me?
Or is that just a shadow passing by?
Could this shadow be a miracle i see?
Or it it the knight i was waiting for suddenly coming through a fly?
Dark clouds disappeard,
all weathers became to clear.
A hand reached towards me;
Who was this hero of mine?
I wonder who could it be...