We are always running-

Falling far away,

When darkness creeps upon us-

We have no place to say.

There is no possible happiness.

Not in this world of ours,

Because we are always running-

Falling far away.

Falling into the darkness-

That we loathe.

We have no place to say-

So when darkness creeps upon us…

We are always running,

Falling far away.

When darkness creeps upon us…

We lose our life that day.

We are always running…

Will you run with us too?

Will you forfeit your life-

When the darkness comes for you?

Will you join us?

WE are always running-

Falling far away.

When darkness creeps upon us-

We have no place to say.

Will you join us?

Traveling the light for a day?

We- and you- have no place to say,

“No.”

Author’s Note: I strongly dislike my ending. What do you think?