"The world feels dark, without a shine No light to brighten my blue eyes A purple tide turning blue, My dear friend how much I miss you. You're my anchor, my feeling of steel The one who makes the hate less real You're the reason I go on, Why I still post these pathetic songs. I miss you when you're not nearby, And everytime I'm scared I lost you, I nearly cry But here you are, shining bright, Making day out of my eternal night. So I'll make this poem, To let you know, You're my sun, my eternal glow. Listen to me when I say, You drive all the bad thoughts away. So I'll open my eyes to the light, And see my sun, shining bright." -The Storyspeaker
