Thought Riot Struggle
Watch as illusions' fade, revealing disaster impending.
Has hope succumbed to such frailty?
I feel the return that familiar void, like an old close friend.
Revelation that all has been lies.
Now I understand why truth died.
What do you do when no truth stands to comfort you?
Close your eyes?
Shut your ears?
Cover your mouth?
Fight back the tears?
No!
Try to stand on your own; I'll help you.
We'll stand together.
Try to stand on your own; I'll help you.
We'll see it through, make it through.
Won't give up the fight, won't just sit back.
Won't give up the fight, won't just sit back in despair.
I'm reaching out for something, someone, something.
There's no one there.
I'm reaching out for something, someone, something, someone.
Will you be there? Please be there.
I'll be there.
