There is life

There is life in my veins;

it runs thick and red

it burns with fear and desire

One out weighs the other

And alternates between the two


Light and dark;

faith and despair

There is life in my veins, it runs thick and red


There is hope, for the there is breath

It leaves my lungs,

hot and stale escapes my lips

I wonder will I grow

Or shall I remain stagnant as I have been.


But there is life in my veins

It shall be as it is meant to be - flowing through out