Comfort

When the brick walls start to shatter

And the tank of courage‘s leaking

The heavy ruins refuse seeking

A beam of light, a moving matter.

The seed is spilled on barren ground

Heart beats out of moral obligation

The broken mind needs reclamation

From a chain of monotonous count.

Photographs reveal a vision

Pictures of a stolen fairy-tale

Dreams are the last resort to exhale

When life‘s out of condition.

Impatiently waiting for relieve

One day you‘ll spread your wings and fly

Chase the dark clouds from the sky

And stop the haunting, running thief.

Life‘s not always on your side

Go steadily through its fiery rain

And the curtain falls again

Forgotten will be the time you cried.